Sometimes I think, that all people are fishes ‒ big, small, motley, predator, dumb. Fishes live in their custom area in seas, oceans, rivers, lakes, aquariums. Also as people, fishes want to survive today for tomorrow being. Not all can do that. Because lucky fisher sets network everywhere, throws rods in all banks, where possible… Death keeps all fishes on the hook. If you carefully look into people’s eyes, you can see there seas, oceans, rivers, lakes, aquariums… Sometimes I think, that all people are fishes, and all of us live in the depths of someone’s eyes.