We are not one story, but layers of multiple stories; constantly and simultaneously yearning to belong, and to detach; in one story we return, and in the other, we leave.

We long for a place, but do not belong except in our own time and history, so we cling to arts and creation to break out of, and to go beyond the history that contains us, to claim eternality. In this avalanche or outbreak, we sometimes come face to face with the impossible that longs to be possible and in some rare moments the impossible emerges and a small part of the eternal truth is revealed.