Shhh... Be quiet... Close your eyes... And even cover your ears with palms! You should listen with your heart! You will surely hear how the tape of your memory plays back the time. And I will be your guide – just give me your hand. Look there – have you seen the star slipped down, leaving the trail? These are the memories of the first love finally let you go. You are free!

Would you like to walk through walls or fly without wings? And to move galaxies, planets and stars at will, like furniture in an apartment? It sounds fantastic, and even from the point of view of modern natural science, it is completely impossible... There is an interesting theory that our Universe is like a hologram projected into the usual three-dimensional space from other dimensions of a higher level.

When we unite efforts, we can create anything that our imagination wishes. Structures such as a huge skyscraper, a power plant or a steel mill can be created only by means of hundreds and thousands of workers who must invest their experience and work in the project, and then pinch off a little soul and pass it to their creation.

This saga is about a very young, prehistoric solar system. We explore it to understand what the planets are like now and how they originated. But between these periods there was a completely mysterious time...

Wonder, how much time is spent in the road? In a global sense – highway, rustle of tires, water splashes from under the wheels, or snow... The road as part of life, the inner state of each. Whether it is a road to job or back, in any weather, when time goes in parallel, and summer gives way to autumn, then winter – so year after year. The road as a path for jogging in the early morning. The road as an evening walk arm in arm with a beloved, a quiet conversation about everything and nothing, or simply go along and silent. No need for words when feel the pulse under fingers, thus happy only because she is near. There are self, she and the Universe...

Life may appear quite predictable and predetermined, if you do not translate it into variable values. And then it will be an inexhaustible source of high-profile events, useful knowledge, fateful meetings, incredible adventures, unexpected turns and important lessons.

Imagine yourself an entity of light... You are born in the radiant worlds and get into the place most attractive for you – the realm of glass, crystal and mirrors...

log_0723: Although all possible landing scenarios have been worked out, it was not possible to avoid troubles.

Our life is a maelstrom of countless events, unmatched hoards of the past, perishable heartfelt distant light in memory's corner and a part of destiny, wrapped in a shroud of years.

The first rays will touch the sleepy landscape of the old world, which will never be the same again.

Just before the morning sets in you see a dream. Its beginning is blurred, unclear and strange.

It always ends. It always ends the same. Sometimes a couple of days earlier, sometimes a couple of days later, but always with rains and cold winds. I understand I have lived this little life and hungrily swallow these remains of happiness. I am siting here – on the very edge, on the edge of summer and dream of one thing only: to quickly start it over once again. Once again – from the beginning. And what then? And then it will be like it always is. Like always, I will be waiting for summer!