When life goes...
There is wonder in the balence of life. The ebb and flow of everything, the fluid concept of time, the ideas that become energy put into reality that is just atoms moving at different paces.. There is a mediocracy to summertime that is surprisingly refreshing.. when all there is to do is think.. Ponder... and even if you find nothing, which will never be the case because nothingness doesn't exist, it is not time wasted. The meaning is in the heat, the effort, the craze, the people, that five minutes in the morning...
Yeah I'm just talking bs but it feels good. Found a roll of film from who knows what season so I got it developed and the pics spanned from last summer until about April this year.. crazy looking back, crazy there weren't more times I thought to capture the feeling on film, crazy I thought to capture any of it, or tried to, as images are not anywhere near the real thing. But when they can remind you of good times they've done their job.
Nothing new; I want to change the world. Doesn't everyone? Revolution is a catch phrase.
Yeah I'm just talking bs but it feels good. Found a roll of film from who knows what season so I got it developed and the pics spanned from last summer until about April this year.. crazy looking back, crazy there weren't more times I thought to capture the feeling on film, crazy I thought to capture any of it, or tried to, as images are not anywhere near the real thing. But when they can remind you of good times they've done their job.
Nothing new; I want to change the world. Doesn't everyone? Revolution is a catch phrase.