If the world is too small to explore then i know many people to understand my existence. But for me the world is not a small place to experience its limitation. How much i move my steps towards a height to view the world,i find the spoiled paths of mine towards the destruction of a life, that does not have any proof of existence. Only the steps behind me that i left through the mobilizing space during certain time shows the presence of a life. is it a review or an ongoing scene... that still struggling to proof it self for its truth.