Letter from the Emperor

The great emperor wrote a letter to his grandchildren:

“I came alone, and I go as a stranger. The more I think about it, my sorrow proliferates. My life is utlized in gaining wealth, power, control. I have not been the guardian and protector of the empire. Love is in my heart, but I could not express and show it. My powerful transient life is drifting away, and I can't do anything at this moment. I see hope for the future. However, I could see that the whole empire is like me: bewildered, perturbed, separated from love and relationship. Life is fragile, imperfect, and incomplete, and it is also full of bias and errors. So our expectation can go wrong. Know that Google isn't always right. The machine can learn, but it can't think for you. Science will fail from time to time. Astrology will triumph, and it will do weather forecasting, financial forecasting, and political forecasting because we are human beings not a machine. Let us remember what Leo Tolstoy said, "Nothing can make our life, or the lives of other people, more beautiful and happy than perpetual kindness and humbleness.”