Until yesterday, it never occurred to the three birds to look at the world around them, but today, when they heard certain voices for the first time, they decided to do something significant…
One endless line of people journeys incessantly and inevitably to their grave: the funeral of mankind. We bury one another but live nevertheless. As one person is happy, the other dies. No sooner than we draw a cup to our lips… fate has come.
Until yesterday, it never occurred to the three birds to look at the world around them, but today, when they heard certain voices for the first time, they decided to do something significant…