“What is but a mirage,
a product of the mind,
Or is it a greater truth,
one that is of another kind?”
When we hiked back from San Pedro to Las Negras, we were presented with rugged, arid paths that seemed perpetual. However, each had a dramatic end, and their first glimpse always offered a promise of liberation. Were they a product of our imagination, and what if the arid parts continued… Endlessly..
Sevenfold Constitution 