I prefer to be wrong to save the wildness of the right.

Turn your life moments into a unique art of existence.

Exaggerate the essential. Sometimes the art of existence depends on how you exaggerate the essential.

Planes will never have the final, perfect model because their idea is all about the infinity.

Sometimes travelling to your very edge is travelling down to your very core.

It's not whether your love is temporary or has infinity. It's about the feeling of infinity when you're in love.

At the edge of who you are, you may find the fragments of your original beginnings.

Some symbols reach to your primordial archives.

I will dive into my chaos, and my Abyss will turn it into an art scene.