In this world:

Every photon, wave, atom and particle arranges itself in a gentle melody.

A geometry so pure

that in the universe and in matter, all things organise themselves at the same moment:

Grains of sand

the shape of the wind drawn by the wheat

you and me

One of the most perfect crystals

the dance of the cosmos

and that of the birds.

“The world is a story,” said Descartes

So we might as well fill the void with our noblest, most colourful feelings…

Despite our failings, our flaws…