The rules of life are different. Different for every understanding of life one applies. I am depriving things of mistery and I am tired. No need to deny that to marvel things is better than to understand them. Stripping things naked does not necessarily leaves only bare truth, it also changes view in the vicinity forever.

The worlds of views are overlapping, tiling all over atop each other mounting to the skies to form a mere fabric of life we enjoy. The feel the fickle of beaming instantiations of life is an art worth pursuing. Entangled in one episode, it is so hard to escape a friendly embrace and leave to the bloody good world wide world. You put up one tile, you glimpse into the other version of world and you plan your escape. And then wizzz - you are gone with a daft. There you will be other, free, totally different and unknown, without business card, without burden of past, enjoying present and surrounded by mystery of big things, big there - small here. Big in one version - small in another. Big in their version - small in mine, big for happy and small for tired, big for eternal and small for power hungry ...

Next time you turn your head up, - see differently, look instantly and watch thoughtfully. There are different versions of world overlapping around.