Once again here I am In this nebula, without knowing what to chose, nor where to go, fearing to get lost again, fearing to fall down again. I go back into this vision, That is the thirst’s manifestation of wanting to know more. My refugee, dreamlike and hallucinatory, in that mountain, symbol of the cosmos on earth. It relieves me to have the will and capacity to recreate you, It holds me to move through the light, into the rhythm of vibration. My hands, my eyes, my ears, my breath, every atom of my body ¿What would I create without you? The illusion of perfection rocked bottom, It destroyed, it fragmented into a reality that travels at speed of light through a channel where obsession it’s transformed into fluid emotions that rise up and collapse in darkness to irrigate in a prosper abysmal fall, that proposes to calm and blossom once again those empty spaces nestled at the heart’s deepest.