Man does everything to feel the thrill of risk, the transcendence of fear and need. He climbs mountains and hills, scales cliffs, puts his body in danger. As if this will soothe his anxiety for the completion of himself and his journey in the world...

However, the real danger is to climb the peaks of your inner elements, your internal childhood masks, the monsters that have long inhabited you! The real danger is not to conquer external peaks, but to be conquered... To risk falling at any moment, and yet to move forward, not to win, but to... "lose"!

The outer man does everything to avoid the inner man, the only real danger! The only cliff! The only peak! The unique Journey... But for how long will you avoid confrontation with the truth?