Narrative flashes and life analects, which we live and dive deep in their bottoms, which form some terms in our beings. A magical combination between the illusory reality, made by others, to dig hoof by hoof and the imagination floating in the air to discover the future, concealed behind the edge of the delusional sight's horizon. He died in the summer. It was a hot and humid day. The clouds were roaming around the earth, and the birds and the people crowding over the shadows. He said his goodbyes to the people at the cemetery and entered his tomb. The stones were put above each other in balance. The crane was standing on its feet and its shadow was tramping among the graves.