We outline the contour of life constantly. Discovering its form. Although always changing, the notion of where the limits of death and life are, gives us an unpayable security. This is why we expose ourselves to extreme situations, in the form of impossible love, extreme sports or artist's illusions. Each one more dangerous than the other, and even then, that's where the thirst to live resides: in the edge where life ends.
The possibility is inspiring.
This thought slips through my mind like skiers descending the Matterhorn in Zermatt. Everything is peaceful here. Except for my mind. The new song appears through my unconscious with its beautiful purple suit. It looks like it will bring rain this time.