The Sea

Oh man, we are so many people, living different lives under turbulent times. Oh man, we don’t know good from evil. Looking through our eyes is the burden of lives. Simply Red – So Many People

Every choice is the death of all other possibilities.

‘To thine own self be true’ Polonius, Act 1 Scene 3, Hamlet

When does the path we walk on lock around our feet? When does the road become a river with only one destination? Death waits for us all in Samara. But can Samara be avoided?

I think a vast amount of people in the West are lost and have been for a very long time. That’s why they follow blindly.