Acta Sanctorum

16 weeks. Doesn’t seem right, does it? It’s one of those harsh realities that is so visceral, so raw and serrated, that it feels like yesterday and a million years ago all at the same time.

Brent missed turning 49 by 110 days. He missed the 31st anniversary of graduating high school by what? 111? He’ll miss the birth of his first grandchild, he’ll never read the end of A Song of Ice and Fire. No more campfires. No more Dungeons & Dragons.

No more late nights pondering the mysteries of the universe. Those are all solved for him now.


Brent’s passing has defined for me a truth I have always known, that I have preached from living rooms, gaming tables, campsites, forest trails, sacred canyons, and everywhere else I have had an audience.

Time is fleeting and life is god damn short. If you have not got down to the business of living it, not as others would define it for you, but by being true to yourself, then you’d best get to it right now.

This is it.

You bought the ticket. This is your ride. The secret is, and this is something Brent knew all too well, the ride is yours to create.

Too many hop on a ride somebody else made for us.


Get off.

Trade in that ticket for the ride of your choosing.

Live. Now. Love. Now.

There is no bloody reason to not embrace life to its fullest, to be the person you want to be, who you are destined to be.

I’m of firm belief that we’re here for a reason, that each of us has a special purpose, and it is our duty to seek that purpose out and fulfill it. It doesn’t have to be complex or hard. In fact, it’s pretty simple. Why? Because the universe wants you to fulfill that purpose. It will not hinder you, it will open wide its arms and invite you forward.

Life becomes difficult when you fight against it.

Smile. Be happy. Love yourself. Love one another. Feel sorrow for those who cannot grasp this simple truth.

Life is now, in this moment. Make the most of it.

And, by the old gods and the new, do not ever miss the opportunity to remind the people you love that you do, absolutely, because you never know when your last moments together will come.


2 Responses to “Acta Sanctorum”

  1. OK, I’ll go. I’m glad you’re here to remind us of this. I have really enjoyed our interactions and occasional collaborations. For that, and for being so good at sharing your worlds, and for being one of the few who get my arcane jokes, I love you, friend Freeman. Keep your freak flag flying!

    • Bless you, Freeman Presson. I am thankful for your friendship, good sir. The Internet is a tangled web of inanity, to be sure, but it has redeemed itself by being a vehicle through which true friends can be made even when separated by hundreds of miles.
      I love you too and am proud to count you as such.

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