It's just at the very beginning of all the happenings, when an absolute and pure innocence does exist. And this is that particular moment when everybody and everything comes for a share in that innocence. The innocence is just the beginning. And than comes the other particular moment, the seconds of destruction, when the innocence seems to be lost forever. It's transforming into a wound and absence. People use to raise walls in order to preserve what left behind from that absolute and pure innocence. But it's only the absence and the pain, what people usually manage to retain. As time goes by the walls and towers raised by ourselves get demolished by the new kind of human curiosity. But at the same time the innocence build on faith and trust gets hurt again very badly. And the wounds left behind are serving as mementos. In this perpetual circle the innocence is still constant. It is the beginning, the transition and the end.
