This started as a dream I couldn’t fully explain… I wasn’t the man in it. I was there, but invisible. A passenger inside his world, watching everything unfold. The pressure, the rush, the constant pull of expectations. And even when he “woke up”… I was still dreaming. That feeling didn’t leave me. I remember going to Mike and Steele and telling them about it. Trying to put something so abstract into words. Their response was: let’s make it. What started as something I could barely describe took a couple of years to shape into something you can now actually see. A visualized version of a feeling, more than anything else. Because what I witnessed in that dream felt familiar. A life driven by definitions we didn’t create. Success, status, the “right” path. All constantly shifting, all decided somewhere outside of us. But who really defines what matters? We do. That everything we chase… is a perception. One that changes with time, trends, and society. While we keep running toward it as if it’s fixed. And somewhere in all that noise, we forget the one thing that doesn’t change: Peace. At the end of it all, beyond the system and everything it tells you to be, your inner world is the only thing that’s truly yours. Everything else is just… interpretation.