Six Feet From Immortality

No one dares to claim that he can fly, standing on the edge of abyss. No one dares to step into the fire in search of redemption from the darkness. No one dares to assume that there is nothing after death. They all keep feeding their fear of the other side of earth surface, trying to baptize themselves from death, like there is no dying at all. Immortal souls? How can they be immortal, if they have never been alive?

I'm having a good laugh, watching how every prick pretends to live forever. Meanwhile I myself hate the very idea of eternal existence. And still I'm standing closer to it than anyone - being only six feet from immortality...

Between the little deaths

Finish my sentence. Add your poignant word - poisoned arrow - to make it eventual. Without that penetrating addition the picture won't the masterpiece it's meant to be.

Finish my sentence. Execute. Pull the trigger...