a small word, a short writing, a strong inspiration...

From me, to me, and by me. Is it for me too? Not that many appreciate what one person is doing or has been doing. What more things pertain to write and writing. I am just alone in things I wrote and in things I write. Is that what life is all about? And in the same breadth, is that what death is about? Is it not, being alone has been very much a big part of one's life and very much so in one's death? Allahuakbar.