It’s impossible for me to describe each of the forms that were reflected in my eyes.

In the midst of the infinite stillness, I question the reason for my trip. Is this the place that everyone calls heaven? How is it possible to camouflage in the infinite darkness all the universes I carry with me today? So, I understand that our existence would not be the same without that canvas in which the states of life are reflected.

If that solstice had not been reflected in my eyes to start my journey, today I could not speak about stories, roots, secrets, opinions, expressions, colors, textures, rawness, truth, authenticity and parallel universes.

This is my crusade, the one that carries within it the greatness of the cosmos.