I have no idea where to go… But I can feel I am getting closer.
I know I don’t need a car to take me there. Nor luggage.
My trip starts in my heart, travels through my eyes and can reach the most distant places in the Universe, as long as my hands can hold my brushes and my soul can carry my dreams.
It’s a lonely path, no doubt.
But there will be amazing creatures and moments along the way. Bonfires and the shadows will keep me warm and dance with me when the wind blows and the stars speak throughout the silence.
Life is an illusion. Time doesn’t exist.
But art does.
And thats all that matters.