Today is my mother’s birthday. She loved perfumes, she always had a little collection of fragrances. When I smell a perfume I see colours and I sense energies which feel like mixed, reminiscent fragments...

Love insomnia.

If you put the seashell to your ear you will hear the ocean and me whispering ‘Bright morning to the most beloved of earthlings’. Infinite Smile, Infinite Love.

It looks like we ran out of eucalyptus leaves; shall we look for another tree or change diet? Infinite Smile, Infinite Love.  P.S. Forgive me for my jokes, not an excuse but you know they are only makeup...