Our lives are woven by paths. Many of them. Moving through life, one foot in front of the other. Sometimes the paths create quite a maze. Although some paths are straightforward others are rather mystical. Some paths are crossing one another, maybe several times or they’re seemingly doubling back on themselves yet each time it is still a new path, a new moment, even if it more feels like a two step back… Yet, it is not. There is never a going back. Not on these kind of paths, the paths of life. And death.