“Suppose a traveler, unknown to you, arrives at your door seeking direction. Their body is adorned with gold, not merely jewelry, but fragments of something far greater, yet they wander in ignorance of the treasure they carry.
In that moment, you are faced with a question:
Do you betray the traveler’s trust, seduced by the glitter of what they do not comprehend?
Or do you honor the sacredness of their innocence, recognizing that true worth is not in possession, but in protection?
For what is the measure of a soul, if not how it treats what is entrusted to it by chance and not merit?”
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