When we fall into a dream, everything that happens breaks away from gravity and rules. We float in the sea of clouds, play dolphins in the sculptural chain of water beads, break the confusion with my Shanyazi, and touch the pink pear coffin.
Shan Yazi, his mother, what happened, why is she crazy?
And why am I wearing pajamas?
What is a crater?
There is no end to the sky.
The mysterious castle is the monster's mouth, beauty is connected to the cold death, and beauty leads directly to hell.
There's no logic, it's completely imaginary.
The dark vortex, the white dawn hidden in the bizarre rainbow candy rain, filled the sky with miracles.
Dreams have no gravity and are not bound by (human words).
Please let your mind go and don't tie it with a kite string. It is the iron chain of the beast's cage, the magic noose, and the weapon of killing.
Wish to be weird——
always weird
Intention: a process of finding oneself