Call of depth.

A path that weakens your life like nothing else can do so.

Confusing yourself is the hardest way to find back home. Home is peace of heart and peace of mind. I’ve lost my home for a long time and I’ve lost myself. All I did was destroying my life, all in one I fought a war with my inner world. I fought it so hard, the harder isn’t possible. The black fire of my dying soul went from the inner into the outer world. Into the ‘real life’. Nothing was the same anymore. The ashes of incinerated pages of life infolded even the reality of my family and friends. It covered almost the whole world. No more colors and no more peace. All in black. Darkness even in heaven.