Memories of mankind, memories of the earth, memories of the galaxy ...they are images that have been frozen in frames, the frames that have sunk time into their own depths and floated in living molecules, the molecules that constantly come together, slide over one another, rub, shiver and show off their images,
Sometimes in a man's dream, sometimes in the mist of a pond، sometimes in the shadow of a bridge, sometimes in the lock of a window, sometimes in the eyes of a bird , on the stem of a plant, in the drop of rain, sometimes on the wall, on the facing wall, me on the facing wall, my illusions on the facing wall.