Hello God!
Thank You for my healthy lungs. At this moment I am breathing full and freely. But I do not know how I will breathe tomorrow. How will breathe my family, my friends, my planet at the next moment? I need to do something to help You, despite maniacally washing my hands and checking the body temperature of my family.
“Merci, Antoine de Saint-Exupéry,” I have inspired, “Merci for the idea!”. For overcoming my fear – I am transforming it in the Baobab. Covid-19 is the Baobab. Baobab is gobbling beautiful dolce vita, Baobab is dancing dead flamenco, Baobab is crunching Big Apple. We all are living in the catastrophe of the baobab.
“Before they grow so big, the baobabs start out by being little,” I am reading in “The Little Prince”. Biologist David Goodsell has been painting “Molecular Landscapes” watercolor interpretations of the microscopic goings-on in cells. You see, his coronavirus painting depicts a virus as it enters the lungs.
It looks like a flower. My fear is transforming into a flower? Strange but nice feeling, I see my fear in its face. The Baobab is microscopic, our lungs are fragile and we can predict nothing but the microscopic seed of the fear of the Baobab we “must destroy it as soon as possible, the very first instant that one recognizes it,” Little Prince advises.
“Now there were some terrible seeds on the planet that was the home of the little prince; and these were the seeds of the baobab. The soil of that planet was infested with them. A baobab is something you will never, never be able to get rid of if you attend to it too late. It spreads over the entire planet.
And if the planet is too small, and the baobabs are too many, they split it in pieces . . .”
“It is a question of discipline,” the little prince reminds. The golden rule we all know by heart is “When you’ve finished your own toilet in the morning, then it is time to attend to the toilet of your planet, just so, with the greatest care.” With the greatest care we should clean the fear from our minds, because with the power of our minds we allow to our lungs to bloom beautifully free from the baobab.
“You must see to it that you pull up regularly all the baobabs, at the very first moment when they can be distinguished from the rosebushes.” Little Prince knows how to save us and our planet.
Do you afraid the baobab? You know what to do, see the golden rule above and watch this film.
Thank You for your fearless breath. You are brave, strong and beautiful.
Polyhymnia – greek “the one of many hymns”, also spelt Polymnia. Muse Polymnia is the creation by Italian sculpture 
The Sundial is a calendar, designed on the basis of the traditional gnomonic (science of the sundial design) principles and invoking modern mathematical techniques. It was made by an architect Ricardas Kristapavicius. A professor Libertas Klimka assisted as a specialist in the fields of astronomy. A sculptor Klaudijus Pudymas was responsible for creating an artistic part of the project. 
The Sun that has counted time for millenniums caresses the stone runes with its rays.
“What are we doing, humans?”, I am reading our desperation in the sculpture by 
Joseph Campbell writes: “Over and over again, you are called to the realm of adventure, you are called to new horizons. Each time, there is the same problem: do I dare? And then if you do dare, the dangers are there, and the help also, and the fulfillment or the fiasco. There’s always the possibility of a fiasco. But there’s also the possibility of bliss.”
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