We are traveling with a weapon that has one side pointing downwards and the other side facing upwards due to its balance. Our words, anxieties, sins and quests that shape the weapon and make the metal on its tips unique. That's why each of us has a unique weapon. We do not know what we will fight at the end or during the process of this journey. What is difficult to predict is whether the people we will encounter will be friends, enemies or neutral entities. How do we measure our judgments against the things we encounter every day and every moment, and how do we decide how tightly to grip our gun hands and what to kill or maim with it? How powerful beings are we that we have the authority to judge and decide?

We must remember that the place where we sleep and where we live is just a piece of land. In the end, each of us needs mud and dirt, we are light and heavy enough to sink into it.

November, 2023 


by Demon Ego