Cocoons come from Sabouki’s old obsession, Social barriers that won’t let imaginations fly. A metaphor of a butterfly to be, or not to be. A mind that can grow and then a time comes when one needs to burst out of this cocoon, unfortunately, that’s not what always happens, mostly the thoughts die

like a caterpillar in a beautiful cocoon never finding a chance to turn into a butterfly. The choice of fighting to come out of these cocoons or leave it be, is the whole point of this series to my idea.