t’s important not what you’ve been made of. It’s important what you’ve made of what’s been made of you. Responsibility and clear knowledge of what you want. Time to learn again. Learning to catch the moment, feel and love. It’s time to stop wasting your time looking at digital icons, and time admiring the real ones. To each his own icons. For someone, the face of a loved one is an icon, for another, a bouquet of young birches growing in a meadow, or the sea, or mountains. Creations of nature. Each time is different, each time unique, full of moods and multi-systemic, like the most memorable literary novels in which every letter is important. Important is every minute given to us. We become versions of ourselves that we don’t want to be. Losing balance and inner peace, we keep looking for new ways to ourselves, but we are still playing hide and seek with the truth. Still indebted to time, nature, and tomorrow. We are consuming more happiness and producing it less and less. Lost, with the war by side, trying to protect our feelings, believing in a bright tomorrow. We are still degrading into complete closure, senseless consumption, and an empty meaningless existence.