In the corridors of past incarnations. In the endless labyrinths of the conscious and the unconscious. Like flashes of light, being particles of the universe, everything is repeated cyclically. And undoubtedly, the soul is immortal. In new bodies, soaring through dimensions. And somebody higher rises purposefully. That's something we should think about. Let's get rid of heaviness, go beyond rudeness, ignorance. After all, everyone is given their own program, their own task to climb the stairs up or down. The road to light is complex and winding. But it's worth every effort. In the corridors of past incarnations, get out of the Samsara wheel by joining the Absolute.