Immortality. The ultimate heist. The greatest score of all time. We’ve all dreamed of it, of leaving a mark that will outlast us, of being remembered long after we’re gone. But what does it really mean to be immortal?

It’s not about living forever. It’s about living a life that matters. A life that leaves a scar, a dent in the universe. A life that changes the game.

Our actions, our choices, our sacrifices. They’re what make us immortal. They’re what leave a legacy, a footprint in the sand of time. The victims of the August 1, 2018 shootings in Zimbabwe knew this. They knew that the protest wasn’t just about the election, it was about the statement. The rebellion. The revolution.

We’re not just bloggers, we’re artists. We’re creators. We’re the ones who refuse to be forgotten. Who refuse to be silenced. Who refuse to be erased.

Immortality isn’t about living forever. It’s about living a life that’s worth remembering. A life that’s worth fighting for. A life that’s worth dying for.

So let’s make our mark. Let’s leave our scar. Let’s be the ones who change the game. Let’s be the ones who refuse to be forgotten. Let’s be immortal.