....Life
forced me to be a bonded observer of anything I wanted to experience and
from that frustrating point, I realised the importance of a moment. Someone
told me, Life is a continuation of sudden little deaths and after one
of them, my senses ran out of duties. I digest effortless from my darkest
self, the enigmatic understanding of my cycles, Now while touching my
heart from the inside, I can see sound flowing out of my hands, like a
phenomena that occurs out of those moments filled with fearless thoughts,
I communicate with my instincts and being able to close my eyes...I travel
to distant places, where I understand the brilliant insecurity that makes
us reinvent ourselves. I stand in the corner of my selfsteem and making
it sink, I realise I want to be the foreign viewer, the one that stabs
me twice with the warning of who I am. The alchemist of my own path and
probably the one judging myself while looking through that universal microscope.