A world without murders and rapes. (piece in caption) [Some might find this disturbing. Reader discretion is advised.] My body lies there, lifeless on the pyre. Some people take rounds around it, some ritual definitely. And a few moments later, they set my body on fire. My face is nothing like what it used to be. I have no idea where both the lips went. It's only teeth and a black bald skull. The limbs have turned stubborn, something I wouldn't have believed if I was alive. The frame of the body is quite thin, it looks unbelievable because I was nothing like that. Anyway, the little flames have turned enormous.