One thing that awakens my soul and drags my inner self out from the layers of everyday tasks and commitments resides everywhere in nature. I can’t describe the joy I feel when I enter the park and see vibrant colours around me, when I smell the scent of flowers, trees and decaying leaves covering the ground. It connects me with the Universe and makes me feel special .
I’m the owner of burnt desires, lost wishes and dreams together with blurred vision which is caused by everything falling apart and dissapearing in a split of a second. I wish I could be the master of the universe. I would like to be in charge of my own fate because everything I touch turns into ashes.
Wounded, battered , confused and spaced out human beings who are commonly called – ‘outcasts’ by healthy members of the society seek refuge in nature connecting with the universe waiting to be taken back. Beautiful souls who have never meant to exist in this word are forced in to human bodies.
They are born
They embrace the beauty of life in an exentric way not understood by specialists
They are free again.