PRALAD — I feel the earth move under my feet

I feel the earth move under my feet…

Let it shake, let the rock break, let the foundations fall that hold up the beliefs we think define us.

Let everything break, let every wall of this reality fall to pieces. Chaos has its beauty; you have to be sensitive to find it. It forces you to move on your own. The migration of beliefs is the only chance of survival. Movement, flexibility and adaptation, individual and collective.