Shot dead, a crushed head.
Squashed flat falling off a mountain
Drinking poison
Hung or strangled, mangled in a car crash
Gone in a flash, burnt to ash and cinder
Drowning in a river, Lost to hypothermia.
Frozen with fear in the face of oncoming danger.
Done in by a stranger or a psycho off tinder.
Falling off furniture stacked as a ladder.
Torture
Electrocution or decapitation in a freak accident. Slowly, from exposure to hazardous matter, a heart attack or cancer.
Fatal flaws to a future, remote possibilities drawing near.
No fear, there are other threats closer to home or out on the road. Bold steps I will wish I never took. \"Leap don\'t look! \"
Hope to make a difference, being a lift in someone else\'s experience, a selfless event.
Hope to learn, to find one rare gem of wisdom that expands your horizon and changes your future skyline.
Taking part in something, serving a role or purpose that makes you feel wanted, in some way special. Even if it\'s only one moment in time or an illusion that holds hope of someday being real.
The delicious urgency of ice cream melting in a sun blown wind.
Feeling the thrill of danger and the flow of peak adventure. Befriending a stranger for no other reason than sharing a beer.
There\'s more beer.
For all the mysteries that remain and all the unknowns washed up on waves of the future.
Screaming feeling the rain lash your skin or otherwise vitalised by an immersion in phenomenal nature.
A mesmerising fire mirroring your own burning desire.
Having the confidence to love, not that cheap stuff pumped out in the first rush of youth or ignorance of beauty. Tender intimacy that never withers old yet forever grows.
To fix faults as they\'re found not working abreast or, tiptoeing around problems you probably posted from a past address.
Friendship, nothing more or nothing less.
Excess. Pleasure taken to extremes, fished from the turbulent waters of life, like dreams that call you back to bed.