life in the dark: say no to right say yes to wrong

An angel stood inside an iron cage. He didn't seem to struggle, nor did he cry. His wings were intact, but his eyes were blank—as if he had accepted the fate chosen by others for too long. But the angel still wouldn't leave. Because the strongest prison isn't made of iron—it's the belief that we deserve to be imprisoned. And as the man realized this, the room grew even quieter than before. The geometric shapes slowly lost their meaning, the eye in the sky began to dim, and he understood that art isn't really about angels. It's about humans slowly forgetting how to fly freely.