Illusion

We have risen from peace-a peace rooted in the heart of pain. A pain that’s ancient, yet not so deep as to hinder our growth. We don’t belong to any one era or time; for us, time is just a concept, not a limitation. We both realized that maybe, just maybe, a simple, humble life-free from complications-is the best way to stand firm in a world full of uncertainty.

We are together. Always together. In every step, in every pause. With each stride we take, we grow together. We turn our pain into healing, and from the depths of that pain, we create experiences that lead us to freedom, away from emptiness.

The bond we share is deeper than time or place. Sometimes, I take his hand and lift him from the ground. Other times, he does the same for me. And sometimes, in silence, we simply ask: “Is evolution anything more than this?”

We’ve come to understand that nothing exists outside of us, except what we perceive. Maybe life is nothing more than an illusion, but within that illusion, we’ve found completeness. What exists outside is, in truth, what we give meaning to. Reason and sensation are intertwined; our hands, deep in the earth, strive to live and grow.

Our understanding of the world is our own. Everything we see, feel, and comprehend is a part of that understanding. We walk each day on our own path, and the rest is just detail.