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Time & Mortality

A collection of 15 issues

The Absurdity of Legacy : Why Do We Care About What Happens After We Die?

Legacy is a peculiar obsession. As humans, we expend vast energy, time, and emotion constructing monuments to our existence — whether those monuments are tangible, like buildings and books, or intangible, like reputation or influence. The irony, however, is glaring : we do all this knowing we will never witness the fruits

Death and Sleep : What If They Are Twins?

Every night I lay my head down, surrendering to sleep, it feels like a rehearsal for a greater cessation. Sleep, the most familiar phenomenon of living, so intimately mirrors death that it seems almost poetic, even haunting. What if these two — the darkness of sleep and the abyss of death

Breath of Release : The Final Exhale

It’s strange how the final breath feels both foreign and familiar, like an old friend I’ve avoided but always knew would come. The air is thinner now, each inhale a negotiation with time, and with every exhale, I feel the world loosening its grip. Or is it me

Beyond the Clock : When Time and Self Become One

The clock ticks forward, dragging each moment into the next as though time is an endless scroll unrolled by the invisible hand of reality. Yet, if I pause and ask myself, “What is this thing I call time?” the answer slips through my grasp like water through a clenched fist.

Reflections @46

As I stand on the precipice of 46 years, a multitude of thoughts cascade through the corridors of my mind. Amidst me orbiting 46-times around the Sun, my life, a complex equation, has often teetered on the edge of absurdity, where the vastness of existence juxtaposes with the minutiae of

Between Stars and Dust : Embracing the Banal and the Infinite

Imperious, inscrutable, and utterly banal — life persists as if indifferent to the meanings we attempt to assign it. For as long as I’ve wandered through its corridors, I have felt both its infinite majesty and its crushing monotony. At times, the air tastes of grandeur, of some ethereal secret

When we Fails to See Life as a Journey

Life as a Destination-Oriented Race Humanity has, for millennia, struggled with understanding life not as a set of fixed points but as a journey of continuous transformation. We chase goals, accumulate material, and aspire to become “something” rather than embrace the fluidity of existence. The notion of life as a

Echoes of Absence

He could still feel the emptiness when someone he loved was gone — an aching sensation, as if part of him had been carved out and left behind in the shadows of their absence. It was a feeling that haunted him, coming in waves, sometimes gentle and nostalgic, at other times