Inner Thoughts

Soul Searching

Everyone has a soul.
It exists as air; we can't see it.
Air lives in the sky, so where do souls live?
Do they live in the depths of our being?
Or do they radiate all over our bodies?
Do they stretch from the longest point on our fingers to the lowest point of our toes?
Or is it somewhere else entirely?
Does the soul vacate every emotion we let into the world?
Does it pass on to the things we love? The activities we love?
The people we love?
Does it start as a tiny spark and inflate as deemed proper?
And when they get to a certain size can we feel the light and radiance it gives off?
Can it shrink when something chips away at our soul? When a bad mark is branded onto our consciences?
Our souls leaves us when we die, where do they go?
To someone who desperately needs one?
To a newborn child?
To outer space?
To things in the universe that need appreciation?
Somewhere in between life and death?
Like a constant purgatory of the soul inflating and deflating until it can't take anymore until it finally shatters?
Where is this supposed soul and where can I find one?