An ice sphere, transparent, suspended in the air, throws its number on the immaculate space into which it is thrown. Slowly, the surface of the sphere folds and withers to deform abruptly, shrink into a perfect triangle, also suspended in infinite whiteness. A few moments later, the walls of the pyramid expand, and the translucent mass becomes sphere again. 
The title gives us an indication: this permanent oscillation between local and global, between individual and universal. The existence of a being cannot be considered without its connection to the world, and the world cannot drown in an anonymous mass the originality and precious uniqueness of each individual.