Walking through the crowd, I ask myself, in this big universe of mine, what's the brightest planet I hide inside?
What's my most important secret?
My untold magnificent story?
What's my greatest treasure?
I knew the answer, but I guess it would surprise some scientists.
Because it isn't some weird financial ring, an unpatented invention, or an insane and improbable artistic or philosophical project.
My biggest treasure are stories, feelings, photos, desires, hopes, from the past, present and future.
Not a project, an invention, or a secret per se.
Just an event, a gathering of souls, that was the true singularity that changed everything behind.
The one true treasure, where all real secrets, fears, anxieties and dreams really hide.
And, if anyone felt it like I did, like I do, it shouldn't be so hard to understand.
From all the things I can hide inside, she is the one and only treasure that truly and literally has the entirety of who I am.