the hand that's yellow

The future of nature is in our hands. Are we mature enough to see the nature of the problem? Once I saw a capture of a glacier disappearing like a teacher after lecture. The solution should be part of our culture. Otherwise it's just a failure. Like a furniture that's fractured. Or a disfigured creature. Just make a gesture to release the pressure and try to see the big picture. It's a treasure we have to ensure, like literature or architecture. Don't be unsure or insecure. Be part of the adventure.

no name

I've never really got to introduce myself. I was born by the name Kiss Domonkos Mihaly. After confirmation I took the name Benedek as a third name. My family calls me  Doni, my friends from school call me Domi. Other people often call me Doma. In Denmark they think it's spelled Domar. Few people call me Domo. In the states it would be Donny. In the ancient Rome my name would be Parvuss Domenicus Michael Benedictus. If i was a member of the wu-tang clan I would be DZA or Dizza. Or ODD -Ol' Dirty Doma. I'm also being called Dominko, Domestos, The Dominator, D or Dee, Donika, Domonkitos, The D, Parvussmeister, Parvolade. But lately it's just Good Ol' Doma aka GOD.