Whose World Is This

”Whose World Is This”⁠

In the middle of a pandemic, we find ourselves surrounded by emptiness. Places which used to be crowded, suddenly are invaded by a deafening silence. Whereas we all hide inside our safety walls, layers of meaning cover the walls outside.

Through the layers of chaos, history does nothing but repeat itself. Chaos is nothing more than patterns we still don`t recognize. Randomness is the future clarity of patterns we aren’t still able to decipher.

Suddenly, many things we took for granted were taken away from us. Suddenly, we seem to fit in our common space by giving it up. Suddenly, by giving up, we seem to belong.

In the end of the day, it seems that we all belong to something. But what really belongs to us?