What to do when the social flow is so strong that it is almost impossible to find an internal rhythm and your own flow of life? If you get too far away from the pack, you'll become an outcast. If you merge too much with the general mass, you will lose the voice of your soul. How to feel this edge, this tightrope of your path over the abyss of countless prejudices and temptations; prepared answers and condemnations; deceptive illusions, fears and absolute obscurity of what you really are? All this worried me from a very young age. It seemed like there was something more... Something superior to everything around. There was some kind of understatement, an unanswered question, a mystery. And it didn’t give me peace...