Evening sun reflecting full spectra of white light. Magenta, Green, Cyan. Shadows fading all the way into black.

An eternal swirling dance by sun and earth at the ballroom of universe. We’re along for the spinn, only hoping to catch those golden moments.

Like dancers fixing the gaze on something still. A snapshot of that exact moment. Keeps us from spinning off, fall over and puke.

Snapshot your life to feel alive, ha de Gött