The insight coming from my childhood story. I got locked at home, forbidden to go ourside by my parents. They said, "it was for my best." Yes, it was a best way to cast away your friends. Only things i can do, is play with toys, watching a cartoons, then there is a colorfull team fought a bad things and SAVE peoples lives, called POWER RANGERS. I got envy about that. They got a relationship as a friend to do team work or kind a things.
So, there is first path of God is came. My father brought me two things, its a PENCIL and PAPER. He tought me to do things by that stuff, especially DRAWING.
By that moments, i do realize, you dont have to wear colorfull suit to save peoples lives. Just aware to surrounds, care to arounds. I think thats what my father do, SAVE his childhoods lives from lonelly.
and here i am now, couple decades after that moments, mint a DRAWING on this flatform. For what ? to reminds, reminds, reminds, reminds, reminds, reminds, reminds, reminds, reminds, reminds, reminds about how that rangers saved me.
Monokromokey