If Time and Space is integrated into one, all things on this world will not exist any more, and all hopes will be crashed. At the Sacred and remote place where Time and Space meet, all of the differences occure. It is the language of Space that will perish Time and confuse people. A child comes with its random thoughts, and all the mysteries remain in this would.
The brightest light, the transparence of gaze. Nothing can separate our planet from the remote ones. One ring is for the Saturn, the others are for unknown planets, which are mysterious and pure. I grow up and have no interests in touching the sky. I come to know be head the art of the game of rings is to understand the meaning of silence. Throw my rings freely towards unknown but mysterious planets, I have no doubts and I have no comprehension about my actions. I just watch.