Beyond Death

Today, on instinct, I decided not to write about history, but to share a thought that is particularly close to my heart.

Do you know what the paradox of the soul is?

Perhaps you’ve experienced it too, without ever being able to name it.

The paradox of the soul is that state in which you feel both full and empty at the same time, overflowing yet lacking, filled with an emotion so strong that you cannot contain it, yet unable to let it flow completely.

It is being on the verge of exploding and holding yourself back in the same instant.

It is knowing you feel something enormous, yet always sensing that something is missing to make it complete, tangible, real.

It is having a love that overflows inside you, yet being unable to express it because it cannot find a place, a time, a form to truly exist.

Animus, Peter Schuijren

It is the desire to scream and the fear of doing so. It is the need to grasp something you cannot touch. It is being full of an absence.

This is the paradox of the soul.

Perhaps some of you live with it every day. Perhaps you love something that time has made unreachable.

Perhaps, deep inside, you know it exists—that it is more than just a thought, that it is something greater.

Yet you cannot hold it, you cannot speak to it as you wish, you cannot have it beside you in the most human and natural way possible.

We are full of something or someone, and yet we keep searching. We feel it, and yet it is missing. We love it, and yet we cannot grasp it.

This paradox leaves us divided, lost, suspended between an emptiness and a fullness that coexist within us.

But perhaps, in the end, it is proof that love does not need space and time to exist

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