Time to let go

I am standing at the edge of the cliff of my time on this planet.

My time encased in this rented collection of atoms from mother Earth is finally about to go back to the mother again.

To distill everything till now, the rapid change the world had been through, the only currency that remained genuinely mine are experiences, out of everything temporary, be it relationships or money or fame.

To be honest, encased in this body for a few decades wasn't something I have any complaints of. I am about to reach my home, but the diversity of what a human brain can project from consciousness into the senses, had been truly enthralling.

For all the fellow tenants of the same