I have a strange theory … about Notre Dame’s burning Spire.
I read somewhere that DNA can change with emotions. That’s my real job!!!
More: about DNA and EMOTIONS
Sometimes I need to dream of the imagination I had as a child.
Reaching the power of invisibility among people is a great power in this era, but you have to be ready … sometimes you can even be unsure of your own existence. Are you afraid of the desert? Do you exist when no one is watching you? At least, what I hope is that someone is listening, out there.
Sometimes I’m in doubt about myself. My insecure fingers blindly running over the strings … till they suddenly remember other invisible ones, connecting me to the beloved faces and moments of my life.
Are you the observer or the observed?
Somewhere there’s a hidden place where a forgotten fire is still burning.
Anything you’re sure of might suddenly collapse.