Our vision changes
New passions new fears
Nothing remains the same
Still almost everything remains
The surface and the depth changes
What we talk about changes
Unthinkable things like
Talking about sex or admitting
Psychiatric diagnosis in public
Becomes the new normal
Our patterns stay the same
No one will see us
Because in all that visibility
We are invisible
Only the cold stone
In the bottom of the cave
Confirms in their own way
Our physical existence