Kamchatka
I see volcano tops full of snow ahead of me, lighted by the evening sun.
I hear endless rivers flow and watch the strange drawings over the mountain surface.
There are circles, animals and faces on them and the mountain itself becomes
a white paper with a message for me, left far away in this strange place.
Finally I start to learn the truth about it and see in the hieroglyphs of my future life.
It seems to me that I have done all that long and hard way for only one reason -
to find a place of a special force and to feel the great spirit inside of me....
From the album "Sergey Emets. The paintings." | 
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