I look at the human mind and then at its creator. And I love His art. I love the complexities. As if they define life, as if life cannot exist without them. At least the beauty of life cannot.

And I wonder how things would shape in the next few years, I wonder what would change and what would remain the same. We are the least informed beings about our own lives. And things more than often seem out of our control. But the fact that there is no control is a relief. A relief that there is someone..