Maya

existentialism

She is so at peace with the here and now, so content with who she is. Like when you are struck down with a fewer, it stops you from doing anything, and you know your life will pass but you are so ill you don't want anything to intervene. Just lay in your bed not worrying if the blinds are open or shut or if tomorrow will come or not. You appreciate now, the moment, like once when you were young and time did not exist...

That is Maya, taking a breath in between incarnations...

We think of Maya as a dog, but she is not. We want to realize her predicament, but she has risen above our pity, she is a lady, she is a princess!