I made mylife a blank slate and went to South America to live as empty-handed as possible. I met and was helped by many people. In ancient India, it is said that there was a unit representing dust floating in sunlight. It is said "Trasarenu". Sérgio lend me his blue door annex. In the evening, a person in the next door knocked on my door, "se voce precisa algumacoisa, pergunta mim". She said slowly repeated so I could understand. The life might be like a speck of dust during light is striking. The encounter is also a momentary crossing. A beautiful moment that the light strikes.