Sun of infinite circularity becomes briefly a forgotten star by falling into the horizon of trembling hands. Don't fear in those moments of eventual darkness. A shadowy world is brightened by simple moments of truth, a realization that everything has its inner meaning, a wholeness ingrained into every single beach of endless crystal waves. Beyond the horizon lies the sun of imaginary tales, one that will surge from its fables with the force of an irreverent cognition that defies tradition. Each and every moment turning darkness into light, light into transcendence, transcendence into love because the brightest star in its infinite circularity will never stop dreaming as long as you can imagine enlightenment, the sun.