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I know how hard it can be to be a human being and I know the hardships that come with a deep and contemplative mind.

I know that many times if not always I pass judgment on that which I don't know, on the uncertain from which I so fear.

I know that sometimes if not mostly, that which I criticize, ridicule, condescend and patronize, I later seamlessly become and eventually waken to realize that I am the subject of my self hatred, I am the target of my own fear.

Therefore, I tried passing that criticism as humanely as possible and bare in mind that we are all in it together, and that death miniaturizes all principles and opinions to shadows and dust...

As an extremist I know how aggressively I can swing between the poles of spirituality: good and evil, morality and deceit.

More and more do I see God in the nuances of day to day life, in the behavior of people, in the nature surrounding us, in things just happening as the do. But easily enough, I see the beasts in humans, their cruelty and viciousness, their pettiness and fears, their insecurity and loneliness - their true essence of evil. I try to find the balance, I try to purify the evil in me so that I can relate more and more to the fine and lofty vibrations of wholesomeness, but I fail miserably many times.

Spiridual is about the polarity of the human psyche, it's about the extremities of the mind and the vastness of space between them, it's about good and evil, God and the Devil - It's about Me, Myself and I.

In this case I let go a little bit (but just a little, eh...) and give freedom to visuals which do not necessarily carry any particular deep meaning, but rather entertain the burdened psyche a little...