The effigies of our lives are living sculptures for which there is little to compare amongst all. We are living embodiments of other forms condensed into the medium we call humanity. We believe that we have no equals to ourselves and this is where we always err. Life itself dwarfs us into humility, whether we agree with it or not. We are the artists stroke ascending and descending by the curvatures of our lives. We act as critics, but we are truly artists in disguise at least unwittingly from our own intentions. We are Alive! ---Ivan Pozo-Illas / Atrayo.
"Jewels of Truth: The Wayfarer of the Soul", Volume 2 pg. 96-97