Human beings are chaotic beings. Our existence can only find balance through inner peace. To be human is to gain our individuality and remain at peace with ourselves, even within a society that stands in constant anticipation of destruction. If we can escape from all forms of chaos and negativity—material or spiritual—we can establish balance. People replace one thing with another every day, consciously or unconsciously. The only goal is to make sense of our existence by filling the emptiness within us. Yet no matter what we do, that sense of emptiness somehow reappears before us as a feeling of nothingness. It seems that the only way out of this dead end is a change in our perception of love. Because love is the truth that spits in the face of rational logic—it is stripping oneself bare and surrendering completely, defenselessly. Children who play with colors find their courage only through love. Love is everything. And everything is an immense emptiness. What matters is to exist within that nothingness. But to do that, one must fly—and to fly, one must first leap. So, how high can you leap?