Relativity of the soul

Even despite our best intentions, there comes a time when life chooses its own path. Irreversible set of coincidences changing everything, and then: dreams evaporate in the ether, daydreams fade away, desires are so low – undetectable on the Richter scale, even a bigger chunk of the soul gets lost somewhere, ends up stuck in a moment. A place where all life’s vigor is spent on friction…

In that totality of absence, all that is left is void. Large and profound, substantial irreplaceable void that remains a faithful companion through times ahead. And the only way how to compete against such devastation is to extend the limits of the soul, thus making the destruction lesser compared only with the soul. When new dreams come to power, new life also rises.

The relativity of our souls…