Universe where is your end???

Flaming human passion, silence ….. only source of motion and freedom, correctly triggered my hand to write a few words. I will not explain here the inexplicable creation of works of art. The pain, the loneliness, financial difficulties in difficult over the years with joy and happy days, in a society without frontiers to human laws, may be what most would give birth to many artists and prudent citizens. So at least I want to believe. Family is my whole world my brothers and my fellowmen. This does not necessarily mean that with all your brothers to you ‘you’ve well and agree with them. My work therefore should belong to everyone but everyone can not accept it. So it should be. Conversely others may be excited and to applaud. But when you put the question between silence and lack of relevance, then everything changes. Choosing the lack of authority as I did the teaching of my asking the trees, flowers, birds, people toil and everything in my meager opinion could give me light on my questions and here are the answers, in the following pages of this site. I give you this spectacle and I thank everyone, all and all for the positive and negative as that has come as an insignificant trace of grain dust in the solar system found it. My work is the property of the universe as perhaps all of us everything.