Empty fame

Your name’s as weak as the horns of a snail. Your fame’s as transient as a fly. You don’t determine your strengths or your weaknesses. It doesn’t matter how you think of it. Others decide if you’re hired or fired. If you live a hundred years, you will have 36,000 times to get drunk but no time at all to make the world a better place. We already have beautiful songs to sing; the moon already shines on ancient forests.