3 weeks ago
The body decays, the soul stays.
Looks, however attractive (or not) they might be, are the last thing to be trusted. To rely on. The appearance is fragile, it changes constantly, being consumed by almighty Time. You will never be younger than you were a second before. Your body has its limits. Has its life span. It decays faster with every moment, rushing towards the end.
Soul is something entirely different. It flourishes as the time flees, the core of it hardly ever changing.
The time doesn’t devour the soul as it does flesh. The time in this case is more like a labyrinth with several spiral staircases, through which the soul moves, wandering, always learning something new, facing challenges, looking for all sorts of things and sometimes, if it is lucky enough, finding itself.
Façades don’t mean a thing. What’s behind them does. I believe that there is a thrilling universe inside each person. Shall we unleash it?