My name is Hanafi

Life did not appear to me in a form of reasonable forms as if it was a surreal painting that is more like a dream .. Rather, it is sometimes interpreted by mixing reality with imagination, and I do not know if you are conscious of my realism or wandering in the sea of ​​imagination, or are it just stray reflections that attack me in my awakening and my sleep to escape from a reality imposed?! It seems that the sea heard my concerns and read my thoughts, so I penetrated one of my heads to bring me back to my right.