I am a fact, unable to accept its truth – a commotional existence.

Flitting are all the states of the existential. A look in a drop of dew ...

Under the cover of money take place the most inhuman mathematical operations; under the cover of human unwariness, the oppression of human existence.

How long can one's dignity stay firm when its sheer existence is constantly whipped by injustice, by helplessness? How many people could there be asking this question and why?

Reigning over the worlds in your brain – that's a true prerogative of rational existence...

Existence – an experienced miracle, with continuous improvement.