The Unknown Fogs
By Miguel Santiago
Confusion is like wandering in the labyrinth of the mind in an impenetrable fog, each turn seeming identical, shadows playing tricks, echoes appearing as foreign voices. It is the disoriented dance in the theater of life, where the steps are unknown and the music is devoid of rhythm. Confusion is this uninvited storm that tosses the ship without a compass into the uncharted waters of uncertainty, where every wave threatens to feed the accumulating dread. It is the abstract painting churned in the wild whirl of thoughts where colours and forms blur into each other, creating an indecipherable mosaic. Within its chaotic embrace, confusion is like a cryptic puzzle, throwing scattered pieces of information in unpredictable patterns, challenging the solver to decode its intricate, elusive design.
