We are trapped in a room made of mirror walls shaken by wild compositions, ready to burst in keen shrapnels gashing our identity on its breaking point.
However, the purpose here is not to irreversibly wound us, but rather to lead us to a threshold. To reach the moment where we decide that the violence surrounding us is enough, that we can't stand the state of the world and what we've become anymore.
An apparent pond of destruction hiding a gush of hope where we'll find what to fight demons of. Dotflac