This collection is a tribute to the artist who first taught me how to see—not just with the eyes, but with the spirit. They revealed to me what I call God lights: the way a world transforms when it is bathed in sudden illumination. Satori is that moment of awakening, a flash of clarity where reality reveals itself as it truly is. For me, these awakenings often arrive in the restless hours of insomnia, when the night stretches on and the mind refuses to quiet. In those sleepless hours, the veil thins. Shadows and light weave into visions, and landscapes take on a brilliance I could never invent in daylight. Each image in this gallery is born from that intersection—where insomnia keeps me awake long enough to witness satori, and where imagination bends to the rhythm of sleepless clarity. This is not just a gallery of pictures. It is a record of those awakenings: a journey into the sudden beauty that insomnia reveals, and a tribute to the teacher who showed me how to recognize it.