#Medicine

Anatomy is the discipline of eviscerating the dead to teach the living how fragile their own bodies truly are. It shatters the silence of cadavers and reveals organs that expose beauty and horror in equal measure. It is the only lecture where students legally bathe in blood and even top medical candidates tremble. Each time the human body, that black box, is opened, it begets a labyrinth of curiosity that spawns new ignorance.

An antibody is the self-appointed knight order of the immune system, indiscriminately attacking any protein it deems suspicious. It doubles as a morale-boosting performer, fully inspired by the oratory of vaccines. Typically hidden in the shadows, it hosts a frenzied allergy spectacle when it overreacts. Eternally torn between self-defense and self-attack, it embodies a dual personality. Permanently teetering on the knife’s edge between poison and cure, it bestows both reassurance and dread upon its host.

An artery is the scarlet highway guaranteed to deliver survival. It pulses endlessly without rest, and its cessation means immediate oblivion. Everyone forgets its existence when it works flawlessly and vilifies it as a traitor at the first sign of trouble. Yet this sovereign of circulation reigns with ruthless efficiency through our veins. To live, we must coax its favor while avoiding its wrath.