I wander alone at the mercy of encounters. Traveler, I sail on a long journey towards the unknown beyond the real horizon.

Wrecked on the reefs on a stormy night, carried away by waves into the abyss. I dive below the waterline. Compass, the truth guides me in these troubled waters.

I distance myself from the archipelagos of lies and malevolent media sirens.

Traveling soul beyond the nocturnal celestial, carried by the mechanics of fluids, I drift among the salty spray of life in search of the absolute, lighthouse of my existence.