The only question asked since the beginning of humanity and yet remains unanswered: What is reality?

The strange question we all ask ourselves from time to time, and after the sour taste we feel immediately following it, we continue our daily lives without even thinking of the answer.

In old legends, our hero sets off on a journey for a great treasure. After many troubles he goes through, he reaches the treasure. However, this treasure does not attract him as much as it used to. The thought of finding his own inner true treasure becomes his greatest support.

But which reality?
The reality is that;

The reality of the things we think we own taking us captive,
The reality that, just like in the Hacivat and Karagöz play, we do not see behind the curtain, but only its shadow,
The reality that we focus on results and forget that we created their causes,
The reality that we will die one day,
The reality that after all the bad things we see, we say the world has gone to rack and ruin and do absolutely nothing,

AND THE REALITY THAT DESPITE KNOWING ALL TRUTHS, WE DO NOT CARE…