Letters from the Beyond

A life Without Synthony

I am an extraterrestrial being, out of the ordinary. All my life, I have walked constantly from planet to planet in search of something. My life has never truly taken off. All my dreams destroyed, there's nothing left but emptiness around me. A ghost life, amidst the lives of living beings who navigate their realities. Unseen, I set off toward other horizons, searching for my chance, my world. Hope—that's what keeps me going in my search, until today.

I walk, as always, and as always, a spectator of others’ lives. Never living a story, an event, life itself… that's it. The depth of the void has reached infinity. The motivation to continue is gone. The change I always hoped for never came. The silence of the universe is deafening. No signal aligns with my path.

I will never be the main actor in my vital story—I must let others remain the actors, forever. I decide to walk toward an endless horizon. There, I will lead another life, no longer weighed down by emptiness, no longer listening to the silence of my existence. I will be with those who, like me, have chosen to live only with their essence. A spectator, yes, but without the pain of never having been the lead. I will see others live, without the weight of my missed life.

An eternal path, just with my being. My flow, in motion forever. The greatest event ever to happen in my silent life.