Why does my chest hurt? I looked down and saw a hole that wasn’t there before. Where did the arm sticking into my chest come from? It doesn’t hurt but what’s it looking for? If the hand digging around doesn’t hurt, where’s the pain coming from? Is it the shifting of the soil within my soul that’s causing me discomfort? I saw the hand grab hold of something within, a flickering light, pulling it forward. The light grew bigger and brighter, changing shapes of liquid glass, growing more with each step forward. Eventually it grew into the same size as me and stood right in front of me, why does it look like a glass version of me but more vibrantly? I have so many questions but before I could ask it said “all the questions you’ve been asking has called me forward”. So I said “who are you” it said “the you that came before you that knew the truth of life that walked beside you”. Such an interesting statement I had to ask “are you truth then”, he said “yes, cause I know the truth and you’re looking for it but I’m here to guide you to it”. “Why” I asked, “cause this journey of truth goes through much suffering but I’ll always be here to comfort you and maybe one day you’ll find the truth out about me too”.