Pania Xilo

"To be or not to be!"

I was born on a day forgotten by time, from a wild shiver that united two weary souls, born from a love that was too intense.

I look back and see a life of tears and delirium. I look ahead and see my soul crucified on the cross of eternal restlessness. The inability to believe in smiles, in hope, in people, has made me a temporary tenant of fear. I live in perpetual panic, which love tries to overcome.

I am like you. At our core, we are the same: a blend of hypocrisy and a touch of malice, combined with a dose of superficiality, desire, and misunderstanding. This confused and disordered cocktail forms that being, unsubtly called, a Human.

"Write about what you know!"

And what do I know? Nothing... I know stories, tales, illusions, ghosts, alternative realities, but nothing tangible.

Throw me into society, and I will lose myself; hide me from myself, and I will scream; forbid me, and I will writhe; command me, and I will disappear...

This is all I know: chaos, pain, pleasure, suffering, hope, resignation, desire, turmoil, and above all, dependence.