Of course in the beginning it was a sea or a different concept of existence. Sometimes it seems like something else, it convinces you, conditions you, traces your paths and transforms your thoughts. An idea that keeps us tied to the ground. We live in our beliefs. We are totally addicted to it. I thought it was a sea, extreme blue, deep, free from the usual. Things mutate, change, evolve because the only constant in the universe is change. Waking up suddenly, smelling the air, discovering that your senses indicate another path.
​Changing, transforming, just like an image that changes and shapes itself in an unpredictable way before your eyes to re-emerge within you.
Because in the beginning it was a sea...