Emptiness.
For sure, its an entrance,a gate to another world.
The small one.
Purple town.
“ As I walked home, I came t o the blind alley and stopped. Was there a light in the old sore that had been boarded up? I though I saw a faint illuminating one of the windowpanes. I looked again. There was no light, only darkness. It was probably just my imagination. ”
- Einstein's Enigma or Black Holes in My Bubble Bath By C.V. Vishveshwara
show me your mirror and i will show you my glasses