In a world of distractions we begin to ‘live’ on the outside.

Conformists, let go of this chapter.The forests, will echo with laughter.

There was once a time when information was the source.

In a revolution of consciousness the windows slowly become mirrors. We will see that there was only an illusion of freedom and at the same time we are forced to look at ourselves and contemplate the consequences of our own actions.

Dying is a given, living is an option.