Bubbling waves of the sea crashing onto each other while the sun sets, painting the sky a pastel orange

A cup of tea on a rainy day while the clouds are moving purposefully on the sky. The ocean, the sky and the tea tastes like one.

Blue like ocean, blue like sky, blue like freedom.

We're made for the light of a cave and for twilight. Twilight is the time we see best. When we dim the light down, and the pupil opens, feeling comes out of the eye like touch. Then you really can feel colour, and experience it.

Cryptic symbolism in my dreams as in here. Learn how to fill your own cup.

Being in a blue world and being totally immersed in something. Time flies and we don’t know what we’re becoming