There are moments, when we need to pause, to think and enter in dialogue with our interior, with our soul - to find the peace that we all carry within us but often donot notice.
There are moments, when we need to feed our thoughts with musik, to get the perfect combination.
There are moments, when we need to dance with our thoughts, to find hapiness, to find craziness.
There are moments, when we need to think of colors.
There are moments, when we only need lonliness as our company.
There are moments, when we need to lift our eyes, and continue walking.
There are moments, when we need to hug the wind with our thoughts.
Once upon a time, when fantasy was the most important thing in our world.... we created our flying-machines, our ships.
Just with what we had at hand. We were captains in our flight simulators. Today I know that we were pioneers of recycling.
I dreamed of colorful forms that the wind blew away. Many times they took possession of my spirit. I still have these same dreams. Interpreting them, I understand, that I am still a child, that dreams of painting its fantasy with different colors.
I hope this would not just be a dream. I'd like to carry these forms with me all the time, in order to change the grey, depressing days in colorful, happy times. Even when times pass by, I'd still like to dream in colors - although science tells us this is impossible.... I am a child - and for a child nothing is impossible.