

Life is a meteor shower. You either hide in a bunker of rules or run towards the fire to catch a shard of your destiny. Today I broke the compass of other people's opinions and started navigating by supernova explosions. Let the maps burn and the constellations lie - my path is lit only by the fury of falling stars. Your move: will you remain dust in the orbit of alien planets or will you become a black hole, pulling everything into your reality?