One must reflect daily on the inevitability of death.
Every day that the capsuleer's body is safe and his mind is clear.
He must visualise how he will die by the weapons of the enemy.
Immediately lifted up, swept away by the turbulent waters of spice.
And thrown into the searing fire.
How his smartbomb will hit him, how his mobile will consume him.
As he crashes from titanium onto his enemies.
How he'll die of boosters or perform the rite of self-destruction.
If his entire fleet were to perish.
And every day, without exception, he must imagine himself dead.
That's the inner essence of a Capsuleer.

(Hagakure: The Way of the Capsuleer)