👑 Scroll of the Crown: What’s Left Must Be Royal

Inspired by the words of Marcus Aurelius

“Think of yourself as dead. You have lived your life. Now take what’s left and live it properly.”

That quote broke something open in me.

Because I have died.

To who I used to be.

To the man who let pride write his script.

To the one who clung too tightly to control, who feared being misunderstood so deeply that he stayed silent when he should’ve spoken with love.

The one who wore masks and didn’t know how to be seen without them.

That man… he lived, and he bled.

And he’s gone now.

What’s left?

A man who is learning to live.

Fully. Freely. Royally.

Not just to survive, but to celebrate.

To dance in the kitchen.

To laugh without shame.

To cry when it hurts.

To love with open hands.

To move with a rhythm that’s not rushed.

To build a kingdom rooted in truth, not ego.

I’ve lost a lot, more than I can put in this scroll.

But somehow, what’s left feels like the most precious thing I’ve ever held.

A second chance.

Not to do it all over again.

But to do it all right this time.

To be the kind of royalty that leads with light.

To live the time that remains like it matters, because it does.

So what’s left of my life?

Only what’s real.

Only what’s honest.

Only what’s royal.

And I plan to live it like it deserves a crown.

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