I can see during the day my imaginary line that comprehends my umbilical thread from my mind to my soul. In the daytime this line just hides; it’s only during my nights when my imaginary line gets bold, gets deeply dark, it is again fully alive🌚. Only when I’m “alone” and peacefully calmed I use my words📝 to plug 🔌 my soul with my umbilical chord ⚡️on the roots of my mind.