I pray and wait for an answer in pictures, words or ideas.
During a race where everyone holds their own truth, the finish line is a surprise.
Behind each door we shake is a reality.
We chase gravity of the micro world, but after leaving its world we try to perfect the laws here that do not exist there.
I always knew I was a dust. But I never knew I was also a universe.
Indifference is a quarantined difference.