Death is fascinating, she stirs emotions: fear, anxiety, grief, anger, sadness, relief... She is mysterious, the triumph of imagination! But really, death is no more than life is. Two equal pieces that define a same entity: existence.
When looking at the skull, you see the grim, the worrying but also the symmetry that is not, the inner fight of reason vs. passion. And in this labyrinth of alternatives, you see death and life together, inseparable sisters.
While life is flawed, death might be the only truth of our world. A precarious equilibrium between relentless logic and visceral emotion which ends inevitably in eternal oblivion.
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