Angel de Kuate. Eve's Apple (№ 8130)

Soul like a baby bird. Coming into this world, she looks at him from the parent nest. She can sing and have a fun, carefree look around, enjoying the beautiful views. The innocence of a child is happiness of the soul. But time passes, people get older and there comes a point when someone pushes his soul out of the nest. But we are not talking about the parental home, it is about that house that grew inside of the man.
This inner home, this is the internal way of his life - his worldview, his view of the world, his view of himself. It's his dreams, hopes, desires. And this house is crumbling. It turns out that life is different. It anyone don't care about your hopes or your desires. Anyone. To her and to you, it is nobody's business, because everyone is busy only with their hopes and desires. Everyone is busy only with themselves.
And opens up the abyss, and the soul is shaken. So you can fly, you should start to fall. You should see the bottom of your life that was born inside you need to soar upwards. And because the soul, without knowing it, looking for the bottom, the extreme degree of the fall, without which its true, full power flight impossible. She drops down, she is ready to break and die... This supposed desire for death is actually a desire for true life. But if she knew, she would have rushed down...