This is the sort of post that should be trending on the front page of HIVE every day. Not the tragedy of your current medical condition, or the divisions which are so easily drawn between people, but of those that remind us of the fragility of our consciousness, and the obscene levels of beauty that we gather through our senses.

We just need to stop and look, and value what we can.

This post is not something that is unique, its a story that plays out every day in cardiac wards, worksites, hospitals, bedrooms, kitchens, museums, everywhere; at some point or another, we won't be here anymore.

But what will we leave behind?

I hope it is beautiful words such as those shared here.