With your goal you make the one.

I am the shore and the ocean, awaiting myself on both sides.

Nothing is made, nothing disappears. The same changes, at the same places, never stopping.

The world is always open, Waiting to be discovered.

Everything that looks too perfect is too perfect to be perfect.

Devil and God – two sides of the same face.

We hear only our own voices, still echoes returning to our emptiness.