Matter of perspective
It is exactly how I would like to see it, how I would like the life to be. Actually I can see more the dark than the blue, more the set than the rise. As he says: `What did I do to be so black and blue?´. Who would ever think that behind my roughness that can actually be the reverse. It just depends how you view it. My personal and own way, my own desire, my face that I show to people. Is it hate? Is it love? Do I know what I am talking about…or i just say words that mean nothing for anyone of us. Look into my face and tell me what you see. Seeing me…or the opposite?! Strangely, but my dark side is actually my brightest. I hide behind the rocks, for I am nothing more than a mirrored piece of stone.
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The restless…ocean
Just another photo of someone…of no one.It depends what you want to see out of it, what you wish to comment upon a photo where the most obvious scene is that of the ocean, of its waves, of its restlessness…Here. What am I doing here? Trying simply to feel the passions of a photo, of a scene of destiny, of a glimpse of fate that will never come, nor will be awaited for, as much as the past has waited for…for a moment in time.
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