I want my last words to be poignant and profound. They don’t have to impart a revolutionary concept or go down in history, but they need to be true. My last words don’t need to matter to the world at large, I don’t care if they mean much to anyone else. But they must be my last words, from the depths of my heart and soul. Not grand or verbose, just a sentence or two that summarizes my perspective.
So what then? What would my last words be, assuming I had time to think about what I want to say, edit the result, and deliver?
I think my last words would be simple, I’d treat them like any other writing task. My meaning would be clear and straightforward, with no room for misinterpretation. Not a mere observation, people hear enough observations already. Perhaps a call to action, a dying man’s final wish would have some pull. Not a command. Hopefully nothing religious or pompous. Probably an axiom that I had lived by.
I won’t know until I know, in the end. However, if my time was up right now:
Live intentionally, act purposefully, think constantly.