Here is a collage I made last night. Around my birthday (December 15th), I always become much more creative, intuitive, and ponder my own mortality much more than usual. I think that might be because two of my close family members have passed around this time, years ago... including my grandfather on my 4th birthday.
While I was making this piece, I actually felt inspired by death and the acceptance of the possibility of nuclear war. I know that sounds dark, but the acceptance of the idea of our own instant collective transformation felt almost comforting. Morbid, but inspiring in a poetic sense, and helps me fear death less.