The suburban man goes about his routine not knowing that his life will end.
The person is ambiguous, the soul is precise.
If you don't want to see the light, there is no need to enter the storm. But you will lose your evolution, you will lose the purpose for which you are here. The soul is precise, don't be fooled by the ego, by the person, by the people. Luis said, with his melody, Buenos Aires.
digital illustration by: Gregorio Zanardi
5906 x 7087 px
