Reality changes its color, shape and dimension. The law of eternal reversal. The fabric touches the body and changes its moving direction. Motion, has now freed itself. The body focuses on its memory core. Symmetry of internal and external. As above so below. A reflection echoes on the crystal ice and the blazing liquid magma. On a lake up-north, a figure image in the still water. The mirror does not see the garment. The revealing truth of the reversal. You now know. The gazing turns within and your reflection... looks above.