i m walking alone along the endless corridor hesitant doubtful threatened it s like jumping off the edge of a precipice not knowing what comes next undecided yes i am is it natural i should have been purified i m getting carried away my heart is thumping i can no longer believe in it my eyes are wide open swollen restless with the current sight devotion each human being carries the yoke of strenuous labour adam is guiding me he is my cult every morning he breathes life into me what does it all mean i forgot what all this means do we live so as to work nothing matters now my mind is peaceful when adam speaks past ghosts and grievances are being dispelled what s the point of persevering is there any meaning left in what i m doing what am i if i stop being myself by whom was i dispossessed i m walking alone no more the corridor has come to an end i ve been shackled i m waiting for my time to come om s legions must give their verdict guilty of dispersal