SciLens November Issue: Unheard Noises

Hidden Canvas

Ghuzmarie De Guzman

Soul is not a material substance.

It is an integration of one's being and totality, something far beyond his material form.

It is the single substance that people believe

-is connected to others with a red thread;

-speaks to friends via waves of emotion,

-connects with family no matter where one is;

-is the truest form of oneself, the epitome of his being-

the reason of his existence.

It is a concealed element where color passes through every day-it never really stays, but is there every second of every day to personify one's emotions.

It is the lightest part of one's existence, perhaps the easiest to manipulate, to form, but the hardest to find.

It is the soul that speaks of who one is, and again and again it should be said

the soul is the truest being.

But the soul, despite its material, is exposed.

It is transparent, malleable, formable, moldable, stretchable;

Vulnerable.

It is not in any way rigid, no matter what one says.

It is fully exposed to things, beings, elementals-seen and unseen-that molds it, and molds a being.

And so as light could envelope soul with joy, so can darkness capture it too

-enticing it,

­­-forming it,

­-changing its form

just like any other substance could.

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To he that which the soul is young and alive, please take caution;

be free to keep your soul bare and naked to all that could allure it.

Only be wary of what could, for it can and will change the soul,

and change could mean until your timely demise.