Any search for attention is subject to addiction. The realms of resonance embellish one's own image, the endeavours of poverty in the richness of illusion. Renegade seems the one who moulds other paths, found in the providence of providence. That strangeness in factual wonder is subject to a trust, whose turning away from the outside is honoured with a sweet look. Will dwells in looseness, of being's doing is giving, of the frame freedom beauty's image.