An elderly lady stood tall in front of a great gate and behind her were these two paths, one of which led to the mountain of choice.
She had a book containing the meaning of both paths. The book told the story of two people who, after spending days on the mountain of choice, both returned on different paths. One returned with untold amounts of riches, cars, diamonds, jewelry of all kinds, women, a huge crowd, a band playing loud music, and a solid gold frame without an image inside it.
The other one returned with an old oak frame containing an image of a person in a rightful old age and a pleasant smile.
Someone asked the elderly lady in front of the gate what the meaning of all this was. She replied that the one with the untold riches chose the peace of this world, and the other with the wooden frame containing the image of the old person chose the peace that’s not of this world.
Then the person asked what the band was and why they were playing loud and sad music. The elderly lady responded that was his funeral march.