A year later
Painful beauty of rock bottom
Back where I started

Bravery
Cowardice
Or simply indifference?

Unmasked advice for the convoluted soul
Everything will be alright in the end
And if it isn’t alright, it isn’t the end

To wish for – an ending?

It was never real
It was never for real
The opposite, too painful:
It ended.

Destinies entwined, is it so?
Or a series of strings pulled by some Olympic jester?
The introvert search of the scientists; gravitation, the strong force, the weak…
Perhaps the brutal lashes of history’s relentless finality.
Anything to avoid the notion of – free will