Somewhere in the space of infinity, a blue world of extraordinariness spins.
Whatever it is—will, manner, movement in which I tell my story—it may have a profound meaning in the infinity of blue birth.
Regardless of my story, events unfold in their own colors, within the gray zone of contrasts. The senses guide the way.
The Blue World is a world, a planet, a vision—perhaps now rediscovered by a rebellious mind. From a distance, it appears blue, white, cold, yet up close, it overflows with vibrant contrasts. Straight and curved alternate with crooked, smooth with rough, perfect with imperfect, bold with subtle, green with red, and so on.
The Blue World may be a glimpse of the realization of the paradigm of reality.
Perhaps it is merely a reflection in the mirror.
Perhaps “THE BLUE WORLD” is merely a vision of the splendor of the night sky, of peace, colorful dreams, and infinite possibilities. Perhaps it is an artistic realm that shapes the mind. By turning its gaze toward the BLUE WORLD, the “somewhat rebellious mind” transcends conventional limitations and opens itself to new perspectives. It embraces the power and beauty of nature, art, technology, or perhaps a broader, distant, or dreamlike universe.
The harmony of delicate perfection is a celebration of balance and beauty in the world—a reminder that perfection is not about pristine idealism, but about finding equilibrium and reconciliation with the environment and context in which we exist.
