I do not fear dying; a man's fear of death will cause him to transgress against his neighbor, nature and his god, he makes himself abominable to all by his selfishness and he condemns his soul by being reckless.
Gather to yourself heaps of gold and silver, young man and I'll burn it up before you; I'll ground up your prosperity into a fine dust. I'll give you the tender eyed woman, the one whom you've always desired and I'll make her words drip like honey but extremely
bitter to taste and I'll make her an enemy to your household and your children forever. I'll remove the earrings, the jewels and the apparel altogether and make you naked before your friends so that they mock you openly. I'll make you barefoot and I'll make the dirt of the Earth your covering, the proud voice will go silent and you will not store your worth any longer in tangible things.
You have bowed your head in tears cause of the wounds, your family does not hear nor care for your howling and the sun flees from you to deny you it's warmth and light. Ah, young man and a friend of mine..though you are impoverished, your bones are broken and you have chased after death you will not fall away like your peers. By overcoming the trials, you will become stronger than bars of iron..by overcoming the pain, your will stand up as a creature of spirit rather than of flesh.