I think the picture will reflect my emotions well.
While hearing that somebody is sick, we start to think about nursing, but the mentally ill patients can only dream about such understanding. Their hardships look like a crime to te world. Therefore I can’t rejoice over the consciousness of my town.
On the other hand, either the being the mentally ill is something deserving the applause?
Not, of course. Then why did I’m irritating?
when we succeed in transcending our prejudices, we insensibly will enter the realm of the spiritual wonderland.
Now, let me share some of the visual thoughts by inviting you to Modus Vivendi.