Always searching for a sense of belonging, to a person, an object, to a place and to something that feels new to be familiar. An illusion to hold on to thing that is permanent, when everything is constantly changing. Will we ever reach it ? Will we ever find it ? When we are there, the feeling is not the same anymore. It continually wants to grow and discover for more. Filled with endless curiosity. I dream of flower island, sailing across the sea to find it. An island with a shape of a flower like a person who is abandoned and turned up in to something very beautiful and strong, undiscovered. Delicate and mesmerizing at the same time. I heard the sea is a collective of everything that are unconscious, where the dreams of all peoples of every time and era, race, nationality, religion, and economic strata mingle as one. The sea doesn’t discriminate. What a wonderful place to live. Flower island symbolizes a heavenly imaginary destination, where everything brings a sense of joy and happiness through intuition.