For some moments I exert everyÂthing to reach someÂthing far down inside the deepÂest exisÂtenÂtial places of myself. To find someÂthing divine. To grab at it… maybe. But I uncovÂer nothÂing but myself and a sense of enorÂmous absurÂdiÂty and futility.

Behrouz Boochani
Author, No Friend But The Mountains