It is not easy determining the limit of my self-expression, but I suppose that no harm will befall upon me should I ever step on the edge of the borderline.
I am but a traitor to traditional artists, an enemy to the conformists. I lived my life with an artistic potential but I have thrown it all away to seek what I seek- a desire which grabs my eyes. So many wonders exist and yet so many remain in mystery, undiscovered. Although I do not expect myself on discovering everything I wish to discover, what I find until the end of the road shall be more than sufficient to fulfill my desire.
With knowledge growing ever by minutes and hours, as long as time lives on, such knowledge shall be dwarfed by infinite mysteries beyond.
