"What we cannot speak about, we must pass over in silence."
-- Ludwig Wittgenstein

The objects presented nowadays, are always in the inevitable situations with which they are not familiar. This may be a kind of blessing, beneficial rather than harmful. The new suit of the emperor or queen has already been shown in the silence. That is not fantasy, but reality - silence will tell its truth.

We can always find contents among a mass of works (most of the time they are just as noisy as a crowd of frogs praising the cruelty and the romance of a hot summer), however, it is much harder to find the language in them. People whisper to each other in languages that drift and vanish in the air. However, it is even more difficult to find humanity - it seems that humanity is the most difficult language.

Philosophy is boring and even harmful. But the truth of existence can keep on lashing on humanity, pushing it make a voice, until the blaze of red is seen. Yet we would rather give up philosophy, for if there was humanity, its surface and essence shall both be glowing, in the most naked and direct way.

An allegory is not that necessary to a great work. Allegories unconsciously imitate the reality. And the reality tears up the allegories, walks in the dark back and forth, visiting those with the black eyes.

All languages are related to destiny, as destiny is the etyma of all languages. And the prefix is attitude, the mask of the destiny. One does not need to be obsessed with the current era, the city, the family and the lovers. There is no need to count and save one’s bonus, US Dollars, or Chinese Yuan. The only truth is - the eternity.