"The philosophy of beauty, as the technology of" intellectual elixir of youth. Continued. " The dream led me to the future. Desire brings me closer to the dream. My desire is, or makes me my feelings. Through the senses I go along to the meaning of planning my future. Combining into one point the past, future and present, I am going to the worlds own imagination and fantasy.
Why am I going to dream? I just curious to know: but what I am is capable of? I do I build an integrated vertical future events, I plan to fundamental horizontal translating them. I cupped a simple pencil and begin to write down their thoughts, their own, not yet born, the ideas in a retrieval system something new and beautiful. Aesthetics, Interior, my aesthetics opens the way for me – a dream, I'm in no hurry to join her, I look past the picture: I learned a lot, I've known a lot, I have to properly assess what is happening. My real here and now begins to dictate to me the coordinates of the areas that give me the freedom to fantasies: the sea, the wind, the green meadow, the smell of wild berries, the pure brook, the white drifts, finally, Ecumenical worlds, the stars and secrets of hidden in all of this kaleidoscope of the universe. Sense of beauty sent me on my way – a dream. Here, at the beginning of my journey, I briefly delayed, because I came here first times.