ABOVE AND UNDER THE SEA

In my sketchbook, I recorded how my journey to the sea began. I looked out over the endless expanse of the sea, with the sky stretching out above like a vast canvas. The clouds drifted gently by, constantly changing, as if they were frozen thoughts. 

Beneath the surface of the water unfolded another world. In the depths of the ocean, I discovered creatures both familiar and mysterious. Some seemed to be out of reality, while others appeared like fantastic beings from my imagination.

The fine lines on the paper were witnesses to my search for meaning and reflected my own journey through infinity, where the answer to the question of meaning was always just a step away, but never fully graspable.



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