There is no time except for the sake of our body apparatus that act like my "golden" plates, filtering all the frequencies there are for the calm of our terrestrial mind... I tease you... :)
I think about some symmetry breaking... Like some metaphor begins to be word of prose, after forgetting his origin...Like matter forgetting light...Like a living organism being now a fossil...
I think about some symmetry breaking... Like some metaphor begins to be word of prose, after forgetting his origin...Like matter forgetting light...Like a living organism being now a fossil...