The time stops When a dream recurs repeatedly that you have to turn it into reality to get rid of it. An old man, sitting in the mountain by a cave entrance, points to it, “go inside!”
Tag Archives: Performance
White whispers The new word was appealed (attracted) to me, I saw myself there, Alas… I have no wings
Mirror Everywhere I look, I find a part of myself in nature as if I was born again and again