I Am Afraid Of Dying.

I am afraid of dying.

It is normal, it is an inbuilt reaction

In all that lives

But I, I don’t fear death.

I am not speaking in jest alone

Trust me I know

For a part of me always longs for it

Cries in agony of not having been a part

In one of life’s greatest mysteries

In nature’s mayhem

Writhing in pain,

Wondering when it will end

But my life, like that of others, is not my own.

-S.G

Excerpts from a pierce of original poetry |2/19

I wonder how it feels to live in one city for many years! It feels strange to me for I’ve never lived in one for more than a couple of years. Life harbours humans wherever they go on their expedition. New places, new people, new culture and new feelings serve as the fuel for living. :)

Not to critique evolution, but I would think orange and black stripes wouldn’t be as good for camouflage in a forest as, say, green and black would.

In hopes of inspiring younger generations, NASA created this series of gorgeous retro travel posters that encourage you to imagine a future where common space travel is a legitimate possibility. Source

Sometimes I felt anxious that maybe I should write down how I feel, that I’ll forget important moments I cherish in the rush of life, but I could feel safe as you were with me, to remind me of the important things if I were to lose them.

But now I know. You painted my stories as you would and showed me the world in colours you liked, not the ones I did. That I was the practice canvas for your art.

-S.G

Random snippets of thought | Original writing

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