Yet, there is a part of me that wants to stop. To give in to the waters and become a stone-cold statue at the bottom of the ocean, but the fear of being one of those ghosts that wander the seas keeps me. Safely afraid. I’ve waded far, yes, but the blood is my own.
ईशा वास्यम् इदं सर्वम्
Ishaisms 
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