The long silence seems deafening, underlined by tones of electrifying complacency of the heart and mind. The almost ruptured mind did not seem to be able to grasp the certainty of what is about to come. Lazy thoughts filled the spaces between times of being awaken and the unconscious. THE FEVER came at such accurate timing that it shook me by surprised. A powerful depiction of how deteriorated my modern mind have become, intoxicated by the illusions of how this world should be, not knowing how to be connected to the much more grounded self and own voice. To be living in such great adversities, yet to be able to experience the simple truths in things, is something been overlooked for quite a moment. I wish this inner and external struggle remains true to the meaning of it all. To be able to realize the ultimate meaning of my own existence, my true identity, in order to shed the masks of continuous confusion, remains seemingly futile at this point. An awakening. Too much questions, too little answers. The journey continues...
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