![image.png](https://images.hive.blog/DQmQFsA6EHvuhh861D83zijG9i16mH1KwA4tQiJziRkbZUs/image.png) >The question has always been the same: What is beyond of? The overriding curiosity imagine that there may be mountains, Que Hay Mas Alla by @vickaboleyn is originally written in Spanish, but worth the small effort of translating for english speakers as well. I especially like her ending, which is thoughtful considering the pandemic. ![image.png](https://images.hive.blog/DQmUgJT7zCBApeE5HjFXWNjDqshBSPN7tbqJykqKtwEb2pL/image.png) >I will pen down a dirge, to keep me company as my end nears. Sadcasm by @aduragbemi is ultimately a sad imagining of death, that ends on a joyful note. ![image.png](https://images.hive.blog/DQmWVZQZsG3DFdf7MUUUf6VwccSCXoTN2s4TeQJHjEki6C9/image.png) >I require access to your nervous system. Do you accept it? The Dawn of Consciousness in the Caves of Tassili n Ajjer by @satorid breaks the fourth wall as they freewrite a surreal deep dive into the origins of consciousness. ![image.png](https://images.hive.blog/DQmcuykdXTbStu7e8oXCM9kjAzLieRgKonWQNU2aDL69XQS/image.png) >It started simply, just some razors for protection. An inch of sharpened DuraSteel™️©️®️embedded under each fingernail, a little bit of flesh removed to make space for them and their sheath. Transformation and Metamorphoses by @makesomething is a fascinating look at how body alterations become and addiction and a black hole that one falls into. ![image.png](https://images.hive.blog/DQmNiFA7hrFRr4gcq3TSXAhDuRBpa6zNbXhmUSV8BaFeKhA/image.png) >I often walked to a clearing in the woods, to a place known as The Spot. There, I never felt alone. Someone had died there, right there in the clearing just off the path, by his own hand. The Spot by @jayna is a piece of flash fiction that explores what is left of a person after they've ended their life. ******** ![image.png](https://images.hive.blog/DQmeNRHrxyG3kcrjLjFoPbggbSzedQP4eyMPFjSffYv3adE/image.png) Art is sourced from the respective posts
Reflections by Sunravelme