we saild over white sand dunes. for days and days we travel3d. a dreamland without any borders.a vast ocean at the end of a world. where time stood still and nothing mattered. where the hand of god touched the face of man. and white clouds greatly , abound. and the Gates of heaven broke wide open to the crowd of sinners and saints lovers and haters moving without any sound for time and told by machine or man endlessly in his Haze the Twilight lingers in endless void