Enigma
Click to view"Let me tell you the story of a time traveler. Most of the time, he’s like anyone of us. Most of the time he’s lost in between so many choices, so many possibilities out there. What is he? Where does he want to go? He’s sure of one thing: time. He’s on a path to somewhere, his very own labyrinth and the only way out of it is made of time as well. He’s a prisoner of his own making and of that which he‘s made of: time.
"Time is this gigantic clock. Its hands and wheels are unstoppable. The time traveler knows as much. He longs for freedom, for flying away somewhere out of time, to a place where he can make sense of things. If only he could earn his wings and find a way out of time.
"He’s counting backwards: five, four, three, two, one and he’s somewhere else in time, but it is useless. Wherever he goes, future, past or present the days are all the same, moving back and forth in time, at the same pace. Space changes, yet time is always the same.
"His mind is heavy, heavy of searching the answers, the key to whatever life is. Is it just time? Or is there something more to it? Over and over in his mind he finds one straight line he can make sense of, he needs to make sense of time. Within him, thoughts, like a huge decoding machine are striving to provide an answer: the present is the key to the future."
Location: Enigma cafe, Romania