
Every cage has a size, some are small ,some are big.
I took a photo of my reflection so that within a hundred years I could recognize myself lost within the waves of tempests that may come and go leaving nothing more than a mere mortal confused and obfuscated more than before. The past can torment us, the present may confuse us but the worst of all is the future that poses question of what is yet to come.

Woke up very early to enjoy the sunrise but it was no where to be seen. The light was however a photographers dream.
A long time has it been
Since the movement of this pencil I have seen.
A long time has passed,
Since my eyes met this orange cast,
And as time rolled and curled,
The voice of Neptune I hath heard.
“You know
You can ask a hundred questions,
For a hundred years to come,
But for a hundred years that pass,
And a hundred questions asked,
A hundred answers I cannot offer,
For those hundred answers you require,
Lie within the hundred questions you forelayed,
And that my dear friend,
Only you can answer”.

I imagined this boat as a bad dream, blurred but I know its there. Maybe the tree could be my monolith.
So I ended up returning to the starting point, my questions that is !
Only time will tell, or maybe is it that the illusion of searching in aeternum causing an unrelated expectation to an answer that might never be found or if so never accepted.
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I imagined this boat as a bad dream, blurred but I know its there. Maybe the tree could be my monolith.
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No rest for me, for who I am is not what society seems to see.
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Every cage has a size, some are small ,some are big.
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A closeup of a tree trunk, clearly has some years.
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No sea, no more
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An intentional blurring displaying the reality of a possible illusion. How can you be certain that the reality you have in front of you is real. why isn’t it possible that reality is just another form of illusion.
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Woke up very early to enjoy the sunrise but it was no where to be seen. The light was however a photographers dream.
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I can see my destination but can I reach it ?
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The rocks, the sea and the skies and the tangible limits.
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This view got imprinted in me immediately to reflect time and the effect it has on us called age. We slow down and look and the rest run. What an illusion.
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looking closely at this leaf I could almost see energy flowing
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Water flows like time and I remain here looking