I laugh at these scenarios knowingly, and a tear rolls down my cheek, onto my lips. As soon as the salty sensation hits, I am reminded of the threat of the deep, dark ocean. Terror rips through my body. Heart racing, I begin to sweat. That’s when I realized…between the salt, water, and microbiological ecosystem on and within my body, I am a walking ocean. My destiny realized, I kill myself, simultaneously overcoming my fears and destroying that which torments me.

I am become death, destroyer of oceans.