It's all about the Sensation

Have you ever gotten that sinking feeling, right at the bottom of your stomach where it feels like something's gnawing at it, trying to get through? That heart wrenching tug, somewhere to the left, which feels like someone's twisting it, and pulling it the wrong way, where it's not supposed to go. Tears in your eyes, and everything seems a blur, light coming from all directions and fragmenting into a thousand tiny glaring rays, piercing through your vision. Have you ever felt that?

The whole dying by fire or ice thing is a simple question, really. With ice, you numb everything, until the last bit, just before you go, the pain and regret flashes through you, and you wish you'd had a chance to experience all those things you'd missed while you were too numb to feel.
With fire, sure, it hurts. But the feeling you get in return lets you feel alive. It's the hope that keeps us going, the little rewards we receive when the fire flickers and becomes more of a gentle warmth.
Who would actually wish to go through life without any trace of emotion whatsoever, without the very essence of life itself?

But then again, I just can't bring myself to face the heat. I've learnt that you get burnt from playing with fire; why take the risk? Sometimes, the cold provides more relief. Bring on oblivion!


and I'm still waiting for someone to thaw my ice.