““My Cosmic Soldiers (The Sonnet) Bloodline is of no consequence, We gotta pass on galvanizing ideas. I may quite easily die without heir, World is in care of my cosmic soldiers. My life is the best book I've written, Rest are just spoils of my pilgrimage. Embark as explorer transcending words, Service to the world is truest of homage. You may know me from the gifs, You may know me from my sonnets. Mere knowing counts for nothing, Sail the sea forgetting safety nets. My soldiers are my gift to cosmos, archaic narrowness is no match for them. I got martyred in the making of a life, to shine as beacon for generations to come.””
