Painting “Subpersonality: Harmony” by artist Anna Usacheva (116/89cm)

The day has gone.

Together with the sun — welcoming the night and the stars — it dissolved beyond the horizon.

It seems it took everything with it: worries, grievances, stress, and anxiety — all rolled away beyond the unreachable line dividing the real from the unknown.

 

But nothing has truly disappeared, even if you no longer see it or think of it.

Everything that has passed still lives within you.

It dissolves into your consciousness and the haze of memories,

lingering like an invisible ether that seeps everywhere.

 

It awakens with the first dream,

flowing before your eyes, filling you with a mysterious stream of images —

sometimes revealing an undeniable truth,

sometimes plunging you into the depths of oblivion.

 

All of it merges into a unique melody of rise and fall,

of clarity and confusion, of anxiety and calm —

into the harmony of an unknown awareness of your own essence.