the spiritual healing by the fine arts starts as we recognize ourselves in others

While looking out the window, I see lots of cars that move in opposite directions. The hardest thing to grasp is our being on the same path. Just love is capable to unlock that mystery

Our actions fire up the beacons of the quotes

We should not count the wonders, but recognize them in every our step to ride a dream.

I think only small persons can see something like a small thing. Even the ants are growing while viewing until become like the elephants that urge us to uplift the eyes and thus humble all our earlier judgements.

The aged dress their ‚once upon a time‘ suit and drive the time machine to youth. Thus the nostalgia restores them to life and gives them the reason for the existence.