This is me, at the age of 18 or so, wishing love and peace for everyone. At that time I had survived at least five seriously life-threatening situations (two potentially lethal accidents, three cases of almost-lethal violence). Life, death, and the absurd randomness of it all have been regular themes in my life as far as I can remember (and it started already at the time which I can't quite remember in my conscious mind, but my body seems to hold a vivid memory of what it means to be suffocated to death). Also, at the age of 18 I had experienced a few life-changing mystical experiences, when it feels like personal consciousness blending into the cosmic total consciousness, everything filled with such a sense of peace, love and compassion that it simply overpowers all the hatred and violence we human beings are capable of. Well, those spiritual experiences kind of a saved my own life, and showed me a way out of the endless cycle of "attack-revenge-counterattack-revenge-revenge-revenge-revenge-revenge". But the question was if there will be a way to share such inner insights with any other human being, or with the humankind as a whole. At the moment of taking this picture I was optimistic, I had decided to try, at least to try to share peace and love with all the people and above us only sky (no kings, no despots, no dictators willing to send you to jail for 15 years if you dare to speak the truth). Since then this had been one of the central questions of my life. To which degree I'd love to retreat to the hermit solitude, how much I'd like to share with other people, or if I'm even capable of sharing (maybe those spiritual experiences saved me from some effects of post-traumatic depression and anxiety, but then there is a whole another psychological process of learning to share with people, if for most part of my life all I learnt was how to keep me protected from other people). It is March 2022 and the humankind finds itself in a situation where a political leader deliberately, willingly, and in a seemingly calculated manner threatens to destroy the world by unleashing a nuclear apocalypse. Using this threat to deter others from interfering while his army performs organized but senseless, needless, totally absurd violence in incomprehensible degree, killing innocent civilians. So nothing so special, nothing so new, just the same old mankind doing what the mankind seems to be best at doing - wreaking havoc. There's probably so little I can do about it, so maybe just not even bother trying to interact with the rest of the mankind? Okay, so one more question: can there be daily pictures posted from a hermit hut, or does posting pictures require me to interact with other people? (Don't get me wrong, these aren't that much my rational thoughts, I'm more like wording my inner post-traumatic not-so-healthy reactions, the reactions which kept me alive through the years of violence.) All in all, I still do wish love, peace, unity and harmony for everyone, all the people, all the biosphere, for we are One Planet, together in this. It is just that maybe some of my childhood experiences left me with a temptation to go all mute, to withdraw from all communications.