Personal essays on life, freedom, and existence.
From the moment we are born, before we even recognize our own voice, a script is thrust into our hands. In this order they call "life" — which is in truth nothing but a masterfully crafted, colossal theater play — only one thing is expected of us all: to memorize our lines flawlessly.
True asylums have no iron bars or padded walls. The most perfect asylums are those invisible, colossal complexes whose doors are wide open, yet no one dares to step outside.
The universe of order is a realm where one confines life to certain patterns, rules, and expectations. This universe is shaped by societal norms, family expectations, the education system, and the frameworks imposed by professional life.
