Memento Mori (Latin for “remember, you must die”) is not a slogan.
It is not a quote for Instagram.
It is not philosophical cosplay.
It is the moment a man realizes—viscerally—that time is no longer theoretical.
A bypass scar teaches you something outrage never will…
Your heart does not care about your opinions.
Your arteries do not care about your arguments.
Your body does not care about your excuses.
The calendar moves forward either way.
Every day you live is one day closer to your demise. So you don’t have time to waste on things that don’t matter in the grand scheme of life.
After a CABG, there is no room left for:
- Emotional volatility
- Manufactured drama
- Ego contests
- Dopamine addiction
- Living as if you are invincible
Stoicism stops being an idea at this point, and becomes a framework for survival.
You don’t practice restraint simply to “look disciplined.”
You practice it because excess nearly killed you.
You don’t control emotion to “appear strong.”
You control it because stress has a measurable cost—and you’ve paid it.
You don’t chase validation.
You protect peace, because peace keeps your heart beating.
This is where many men finally understand Stoicism…
Not as denial of feeling—but as respect for consequence.
Memento Mori means:
- Every reaction has a cost
- Every indulgence negatively compounds
- Every unnecessary battle shortens the runway of your life
The men who still mock Stoicism at this stage are usually the ones who haven’t yet been forced to count their remaining years—only their wins.
Stoicism is what remains when the illusion of “later” collapses.
When the chest is split open.
When the machines are quiet.
When you realize survival is not guaranteed—only careful stewardship of your life and body.
The scar is the reminder.
Stoicism is the response.
And once you’ve lived on the other side of that line, you no longer reject Stoicism.
You finally understand why it exists.
-The Rational Ram
The Rational Ram 
