I always walk that extra mile or two, and that's my way, pushing my limits, means pushing limits, real innovation, not childish prankish games, a better world, not a new insanity, a world of magic dreams coming to your dream world, not as you wish, but something else, technocolor, onto the gardens of my mind, in a room that smiles back at me, reminding me of a freedom, someday as a small spot appears in the sky, in every color, miracles and wonder.