Sometimes it is as if I am wandering in the world, homeless, landless, I have nothing in my hands but color, in my heart and body but a host of plants and in my suitcase except a few fish, I know time is endless and I know everyone ,Our life in the memory of existence is shorter than a blink of an eye, but every time I look, it is as if I am stuck in a desert, homeless, displaced ... Sound on 2160 × 2880 Loop