Finding meaning was such an exciting journey! Who, though, can find what they're looking for today when everything is so instantaneous? The sun's aroma is constrained, as is the light. Everything is constrained, with the exception of the black stain that appeared in the center of the water one morning and kept growing. It is ruthless; it devours fish, birds, and anything else who gets too close. Nature becomes an instrument for those souls who are lost in their journey or didn't have any idea what their life would be.