River flows. It flows down the hills. Desire: reaching the ocean, the lowest part of earths surface. It flows no matter how I feel. Everyday of the year. You can hear it, dropping, flowing, the more people in it the faster it gets.
Reflection flows. Light reaches surfaces. Surface of water. Like a mirror the water reflects the light on the walls, on me, like sun, like hope, like the point of desire.
Data flows. Steady. To collect everything of us users and of the project. To connect all the components.
