I have heard the phrase “life is a bubble”, our life, let’s say our body or journey on earth is like a bubble that flows through different situation sometimes fast sometimes slow and then reaches that point where it have to burst or to end the journey. If we, our life which i want to believe as our body or name in earth is the bubble. Then what’s that air inside bubble symbolise?
          The air that don’t destroy or die even if the bubble burst, the air that mix up with the other air in atmosphere and continue it’s journey as air until sometime somewhere happens to became another bubble and repeat whole again. What is it? Do we have something similar to that? That the bubble can’t see but it’s in here within us, which never dies but transform into another us and the cycle repeats. What it could be? A soul, or that something which spiritualists call “inner self” . I don’t have a definition because I’m still in search of what that air could be, what is that inside us could be?

Still in search of finding a way to it, to see it, feel it, know it and embrace it. The journey could be complicated but i need to find it, it’s somewhere inside me they said. I don’t believe them until i find it inside me, the air inside my bubble.