The flame of creativity is born from unknown and daring depths

The flame of creativity is born from unknown and daring depths, where desires and thoughts intertwine with dreams still untainted, each spark from the free spirit is a triumph of flight over fears, opening new skies, breaking the heavy chains of the objectified world, but when the product of creativity touches the ground of culture and convention, it settles, it calms, like a river losing its tumult in quiet valleys, under the weight of time and hurried glances that no longer see essence, in the sediments and memories of past and forgotten worlds, and yet, somewhere in the deep silence of the soul, the flame still flickers, waiting for the moment to rise again, to sing in vibrant and lively colors, in a universe that demands neither explanations nor approvals, only existence.