Welcome Everyone! My name is Shareen, and truthfully I've been planning my death for a very long time now. Now I'm aware that some of you may reproach my morbid ways of thinking, but death actually seems like a happy place in my mind.
Living has brought so much comfort in such a vast world of the unknown, I'd like to think that I've achieved my purpose and fulfilled my destiny.
Most people daydream of walks on the beach and camel back rides, while my nightly illusions elicit random obituaries and images of people casting ashes of my body into the sea.
Is Living better than Dying?
I'm not sure but for now this where I stand. It calls out from below the depths of my consciousness and whispers something sweet into my ear.
"Are you ready," it says. "Come next to me and stand peacefully sound forever against the evening sky."
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There’s a quality of legend about freaks. Like a person in a fairy tale who stops you and demands that you answer a riddle. Most people go through life dreading they’ll have a traumatic experience. Freaks were born with their trauma. They’ve already passed their test in life. They’re aristocrats. ---Diane Arbus
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