For some, memory holds the splinters and broken glass of a time gone bye. An unpleasant journey from then to now, for others, memory is...

When you enter the world, your body takes in its very first breath...when you leave this world, your body will exhale its final breath....

It is not death you fear, it is thought of ending that frightens one soul. You cannot be frightened of the unknown, of what you do not...