There is no sin on the underside of the equator. Nothing is wrong. Our nature is possibility. The heat in the body of every idea. Because thought is hot. Every lens and every look. With each script a new energy. Because each route asks for its own path.

The sun vibrates on us and we always vibrate in a different way. New ways for everything to fit together.

The climate in the tropics is made up of many temperatures. The only rule is that there are no formulas. There is no prohibition.

Our truth is Tropical.