I picture my awareness as a choir of coloured beams roaming an unseen prism. Each beam is a separate thread of thought, born in secrecy, racing forward until it grazes the prism’s hidden wall and glides into a new direction. Because every beam bends by its own temperament, their paths intertwine without ever merging, weaving a radiant polyphony that exposes the invisible boundary through sheer movement. What you see is not the wall itself, but the chorus of encounters that forever re-shapes my inner landscape.