Humans desperately crave the feeling of „being rescued“

No savior is coming.

Deep down you know it.

But … that’s too unbearable.

You want hope.

You want to stretch out your hand …

You want someone to grab it …

You want someone to pull you up.

Only … to let go the moment

before you climb over the cliff.

"I nearly got it. I will just try again. Someone else might be able to help me. Rescue me.”

So you try again.

You gather all your hope ...

and all your fears ...

and stretch out your hand ... again.

Because you are unable to live with the Truth …

that you don’t want to ... 

climb over the cliff.

You want the feeling …

of “nearly”.

Always.