In the Shadow of Men is now in it’s own shadow

There is a feeling that is impossible to describe each time I see a project of a book becoming touchable in papers. As if ideas, words, thought, imagination, hallucination, …all those naught mischievous devils, angels… residing in my mind become real… touchable. Each time I feel as if a baby is finally born …. but with this delivery pain ends, taking a breath and looking towards the sun is done with full energy of content … dreams start racing with imagination to tell you… it is possible … we are here…

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