my spirituality has been slowly dying, nihilism has taken most of its space. i am struggling to keep it alive.

in hindsight i always liked to believe in reincarnation, and i always liked to believe that the world-wide massacre of wolves ripped us of our real bodies prematurely. a lot of us were not ready to die, we were murdered. we were born in this world with wolf souls, aggravated and hungered, highly disturbed by the social order of humans. most of us outcasts.