I keep thinking about ants. My teacher tells me they can carry a hundred times their own body weight, and I want to scream. All this strength only for the weight of human fear to inevitably kill them. I wonder if we're all ants, carrying crumbs of love when our hearts yearn for bread, waiting to be crushed beneath all this fear.

Ants, small creatures wandering beneath our feet, invisible to our conscious thoughts; yet, they possess extraordinary abilities. They scuttle through mazes and build intricate tunnels within the earth, a vast labyrinth hidden from human sight. I am fascinated by their tenacity, their tireless unity as they work to ensure the survival of their species. But I am also haunted by the realization that ants, like us, are burdened by an insurmountable weight, the weight of fear.

Humans are prone to fear, weighed down by anxieties that overshadow our existence. We carry the burden...