The Age of the Enlightenment has passed by already, but the discoveries didn’t cease. Just listen.
At a moment the earth sink into the night and our eyes become closed up, life rescued me from complaints for the lack of digital equipment that is necessary to start anything in the field of current art. It has happened so – I opened my diary and tried to put my emotions in a written form. By doing that, I forgot even the existence of my bedroom. I have discovered the writer in myself, and the meaningless existence was forgotten. I have shifted from myself to you. Life gifted me a goal to seek for. Where are you, my dear readers?