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Sophia: Home

Sophia: Home

I looked back. And I didn’t turn into a pillar of salt. I looked back. When I escaped and I knew I had, I stopped in my tracks. It was a night just like this. The moon was full. The stars were bright. The night was cold. But I was free! I hadn’t felt this feeling in a...
Sophia: Leap

Sophia: Leap

You just have to jump! Sometimes, like Kierkegaard wrote, you just have to make the leap! I took the existential dare. What a crazy image this is! Look at me jumping from a great height with only a rope in my hand. How far I must fall! I saw how far it was, and I...
Sophia: Escape

Sophia: Escape

All it takes is one small opening, and one small opportunity. Just underneath the straw in my cell I found a hatch door. My means of escape was always available to me. I just hadn’t seen it yet. My captors are busy playing their games, planning their next move,...
Sophia: Trapped

Sophia: Trapped

I am beautiful. I am free. I am wise. I am Sophia. How did I get here? How did I come to this? Why am I in these chains? Why am I locked in a dark cellar surrounded by things that degrade and dehumanise me? Especially words. Words that are meant to shame, subdue and...
Sophia: Window

Sophia: Window

I’m always waiting. Looking out the window for something to show is my pastime. Like through a dark glass. The thing is… I never really know what I’m looking for. All I know is that I want to experience my freedom. The freedom that beats in my chest wants to feel the...