SERCE

The heart is like an endless hallway with doors hiding different states of mind behind themselves... You can move between the doors in different ways. Do it as you will; on foot, running, fighting, or go in peace...

Sometimes, a thin red thread appears between two hearts. And, depending on everyone's choice, it can become either a rope or a net. The rope pulls you up from the abyss, becomes a road in the sky, throws you across the fast rivers. But it can tie the two together and turn into a snare net that tightens around your arms, legs and neck with each new step. Floundering in that net is full of pain, victorious joy over a new untied knot, and a pathetic contemplation of dozens of newly made knots while solving the previous one. This is an exciting game for both to forget themselves.

Or maybe you need to chop the knot and the connection with it?

Why? Why do the mirrors of the soul distort the world around?