Threshold
Brasov, Romania, March 2020.
Threshold
Even if you cannot catch a glimpse of it, it exists, that end of the tunnel. But its light, in truth, remains unknowable; other-worldly. The tunnel is a threshold, giving way to a new different world. More than one wolf and falcon, cynical and greedy as ever, has already imagined and prepped it as their own fresh kill. We are less powerful but many more, and this world will be what we make of it. Let’s stop grumbling and roll up our sleeves. Without slaves, there are no tyrants.
