the pleasure is all mine. Your gallery is that good, I had to stop myself from favoring every image...that's why, in the end I just added you to my watch list! It's people like you that inspire me to produce more art. Catch ya later, Kim.
When we remove the soul turns black. We arrived in the dark, we do not see. Bantu, after a while we touch and see that we do not love. Ourselves away from the first blow in the chest, one after another. In the dark we haul, pain turns to desire to lose. Lost, fall into a labyrinth of no return. Aware that superior beings, we must accept pain into light. To make the pain more bearable, we must see in the mirror. We always look. As we see, we need light. To live in the light, we have not died before. Neither pain nor weariness, my friend!