in the silent cloisters of wisdom, it is taught that the skull, a vessel of the divine spark, guards secrets not just in life but also in the ethereal realms. as we pass over from the physical to the eternal, we are like shadows moving incognito, with each prior existence leaving behind a report of our journey. it is in this transition that we are given the chance to commence again, unburdened by the material, our true essence unmasked yet unseen, moving in a dance as old as time itself.