“When we get out of the glass bottles of our ego, and when we escape like squirrels turning in the cages of our personality,
and get into the forests again,
we shall shiver with cold and fright.
But things will happen to us, so that we don’t know ourselves.
Cool unlying life will rush in, and passion will make our bodies taught with power, we shall stamp our feet with new power and old things will fall down, we shall laugh, and institutions will curl up like burnt paper.
Inspired by readings of Oscar Wilde and a special friend… Composed of multiple layers and effects in Photoshop