But what makes the difference when you’re burning low into the pit ? Won’t we look the same down there, resembling ashes ? Well, what is essential in that moment is our choices to be made – the soul never dies, our decisions never end. But they can lead us whether to heavens or deeper into the abyss.

It is almost like the times when your look slips away on other people’s deeds, desires or even ambitions. You want this, you want that, you want both the wings needed for flying and the lustful nature you were being conceived in. Some bound you to earth, while some deny your humane mediocrity. Having it all is a notion that each and every sole person would choose, but if we were to be a little part of everything, we would have already known no difference between the body and the soul. The mind and the spirit. Perfection.

Yet, we are seeking for it. And when the night falls, all we can remember of the day is the innocent thought of someone else’s, which seemed to be appealing to us. The desire ignites, and so does the envy. Even when neither you nor that one reach the ultimate goal, emotions never cease to butcher your heart. You always want more, and you always will – what a sick, painful truth. Swallow it up, you are not getting anything else for this lifetime.

And this is how some do find harmony: they never wish a thing, apart from the ones they have already been granted. They cherish them, take good care of them, and eventually weep for them if lost. But moving on…moving on is another piece of the puzzle. The central one, the one that defines your chosen path, be it the one of negative feelings or the happy-go-lucky one.

Hold it tight, never let go of that choice of yours. One day, it might be the only thing that could not be stolen away from your frigid hands. Remember that, inspite of the mundane absurdities, the genuine scenario of existence is written by all of us – never have you seen a work whose ink is replaced by blood, tears and sweat. Never before, until our reality is bringing forth the unleashed fears and joys, only projected by the still rudimentary minds of men. Minds which, once opened up to imagination, could turn upside down the whole concept of life.