Values are the only things left that the world, the external, cannot own.
The world offers images of beauty, possessions and hope of acceptance.
In exchange, demanding allegiance to its empire of fallen principles, tempting its followers to the pursuit of acceptance and admiration.
When beauty fades and possessions decay, who will the external be?
When the world dies, who will you be? What will you love?
Carve your path of principle across the world’s crumbling surface.
What can the world never take from you?
