In a world where past and present are inextricably intertwined, escape from the tormenting origins of consciousness remains a distant ambition. In a moment of shimmering hope of a liberated future, the pull of past events grips one again and clouds the mind. Forgotten fragments and splintered dreams, a cascade of fears that plunge the consciousness into infinite depths.
The heaviness and deep shadows of the event horizon of a self, are the elements that shape the consciousness. It is a burden of past times that reinforce this cognitive curvature of the present. Invisible to others and yet undeniably present, the memories wait at the edge of one's existence to take complete control in the end.