A crossroad is a holy place. There, the pilgrim has to make a decision. That is why the
gods usually sleep and eat at crossroads. Where roads cross, two great forces are concentrated –the
path that will be chosen, and the path to be ignored. Both are transformed into a single path, but only for
a short period of time. The pilgrim may rest, sleep a bit, and even consult with the gods that inhabit the
crossroad. But no one can remain there forever: once his choice is made, he has to move on, without
thinking about the path he has rejected. Otherwise, the crossroad becomes a curse.
― Maktub