In Existence, if one could not fly, then they should at least run with everything they had.
If you could not run, then at least walk with steady determination.
If you could not even walk, then do every damn thing within your power to at least crawl forward.
Even if you lost your arms and legs, if your body was shattered and your foundation cracked, still find some way to keep moving forward through sheer force of will.
Whatever one did, however they accomplished it, they had to keep moving forward without pause.
This was not merely philosophical wisdom. This was survival imperative.
Because the moment you stopped moving forward, the moment you allowed yourself to believe you had reached a destination worth resting at, Existence would crush you under forces you were no longer prepared to face.
Stagnation was death. Complacency was collapse. Only forward motion, relentless and unceasing, offered any hope of enduring what came next.
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