Ramble 82: Are you afraid to die?

What are you afraid of?

Is it the sight of a spider that makes you roll a cold bead of sweat?

What makes your blood rush to your heart in a way you cannot control at the mere possibility of an unforeseen event? What makes you cringe and squirm? What makes you want to hide away in a cocoon of solitude, away from the bouquet of mishaps and ill fortunes?


Is it the word? Fear, fear, fear, fear, fear…. *fear*

Or is it the aptitude of fear? What it can do to you? After all, you must find it and nip it; that makes you scared for your life because after all you had rather die than slowly live a hundred lives.


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