To shame.
Sometimes, you have to pass through the very place where you got lost, but you must not stay there. If you’ve reached the point of shame, in a way, you’ve returned to Eden. Now that we’re both here — you and I — two souls blushing, let’s go look for the Tree of Life. What do we really have to lose?
And it’s just as real and just as made-up. We will never truly know whether the inheritance of God belongs to us — or whether it’s a human invention embedded deep into our DNA somewhere along the way, passed down through generations.
Might be better understood as the Tree of Ideals. The ideal of striving — of going as far as humanly possible. The divine ideal. The ideal of eternal life.
Became exposed. Naked. Ashamed.
Trying desperately to reunite with his surroundings, to live forever through others. But in doing so, he condemned himself to disappointment, shame, pain, sorrow, hope, fear, despair — and eventual collapse.
The moment we admit this — we smile.
Between two inner voices — one accuses, the other tries to explain. But sometimes regret isn’t about what you did — it’s about the gap. The gap between who you could have been and what you thought you were allowed to be.
Is regret a sign of transformation — or just self-punishment? Is it a brave step, or a trap? And what if it’s not even yours? What if you inherited it? If you’ve found yourself here — maybe you’ve already started to see it’s not the end. It’s the gate.