While walking down a street in a search of self, I run into a wall by recognizing self in a plasterboard that sat me back in an awe .
– Do you talk to me? – I questioned the wall.
The eyeshot was silent like a mirror, and the mirrors never lie .
Lost sanity unveils the wonderland of the eternal truths.
“Suffering is arguing with reality.” ~ Byron Katie
David McCullough Jr. says, “Climb the mountains not to see the world, but to see the world.” This thought perfectly explains my desire to write a blog and read your comments. It is my desire to know myself and my the surrounding.
The different images portray the same light – express the same longing and need the same key to breakthrough the shroud of the colors.
This picture came as my response to the Test of Love and linked together my paintings and photography. The different images portray the same light – express the same longing and need the same key to breakthrough the shroud of the colors.
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