Eternity has neither time nor face. It exists beyond our ideas of the past and the future, because time is illusory for those who live in the unconscious. The slightest breath of wind can destroy this convention, exposing the fragility of our familiar perceptions of the world.

The world sometimes appears as a sharp and frightening place, where everyone is forced to walk their own path. On this journey, we often feel lonely within our own shell, separated from others and from our true selves. Yet at the same time, it is precisely this loneliness that opens space for meeting oneself and for searching for deeper meaning.

For where familiar forms end and old structures collapse, the possibility of seeing the world anew is born. And then, even in its severity, one can sense the presence of eternity — that which needs neither time nor face, but lives in every moment of our existence.

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