Youth is a one-way journey. We grow and lose things, weathering joy and sorrow, bitterness and sweetness, and all the ups and downs of life in the best years of our lives. Looking back, whose youth was ever free of confusion?
What is the underworld? Anywhere there are people, there is the underworld. Where there are people, there is conflict; where there is conflict, there is an invisible war. And wherever the smoke of battle fills the air, there is a battlefield. In that sense, the human heart itself is an underworld. All the grudges, disputes, rights and wrongs, fairness, and justice stem, at their root, from the unfathomable nature of the human heart.
