Library

Thoughts often overlap, and virtual things cannot be recorded with a shutter. From the surface of words, we dig into the depths of the world and explore the black holes in our hearts. I packed those speechless particles into this book. Because I have something to say, I picked up the pen. There are no gorgeous decorations. The art itself is the soul.

Where we come from, what will happen in the universe, and what we will become in the end...