Predicting the unpredictability of life

Have you ever experienced a moment where everything just… stops? The noise of the world fades, the movement slows, and suddenly, you're left with nothing but silence?

The lives we imagine for ourselves but we never fully pursue, the weight of untraveled path, our chooices and our understanding of fulfilment

You are torn between the savior for all and not existing.Is this denial or your own self?

Life is a constant journey it doesn't stop on "you are where you are meant to be" if it's a journey why not keep moving...

Are all imploding yet manage to wear the happy face mask?Is it wishful thinking or expected norm?

We are taught by society what sucess is,what path we have to choose for a happy content life.But none of the journey we all are on is about individual needs it's a rat race we have been pushed into and we Can't stop.

Are we stuck or we caged ourselves?Is there a black and white way to define life? what giving up actually is?Is quitting a weakness?

Let's talk about what are the types of souls how they form a connection with body and we can start a conversation with our soul....