Air

The feeling of an endlessly high sky, thick, viscous air, as if you could swallow the blue. You can feel, and take the air with your hands. The space is high and infinite, but you are a part of it. You raise your hands and feel how the wind current picks you up, you dissolve in the sky, water, world, and air. You are everything and you are nothing, you are a being, a matter, a god and a spirit. Happiness, as in childhood, when there is nothing around, time does not exist, and only happiness and life are felt. Beyond everything imaginable.