In pairs we walk through the tunnel, contained through a rusting fence, prohibited from moving around within a diameter of a maximum of 5, maybe 7 meters. The wooden benches carved and tattered, aged through the passage of time and the weathering of this anguished environment, dirty, filthy, unwelcoming. The walls, dug out by the blowing winds of winter and scraped by the scorching rays of summer, a process recalled by these walls for ages. The obscene frescoes on these walls are the only most recent addition which contrary to the rest seem to increase as more of us pass by through the years. Graffiti that display history, nationality and maybe even state of mind.

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Listening to Michael Buble in my car, looking out of the window, wondering about the sky above me, waiting for the ferry to come and take me to the other side, towards the peaceful island of Gozo. The island that inspires me, that keeps me close to my thoughts.Gozo is my escape, the cushion that cuddles me, the nurse that has taken care of me the first time I saw the external world. Gozo forms part of the three islands being the second largest of the three; however it has kept its character and history. In winter Gozo is like the flourishing freshness of a flower. And now that March is over, I see that nature is preparing for the hotter season yet to come.

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I walked without a destination but only a direction, driven to an unknown place. And I walked until I heard nothing more than the whistling sound of the wind and the crushing waves against the rock beneath me.

I looked out towards the horizon and there was nothing accept the dividing line between the sea and the sky. Then I looked behind me and again there was nothing accept the storm that had yet to come. It would have rained but not yet, no the heavy clouds shall wait until everything was clear. They waited for the right moment.

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I forgot how my heartbeat sounded,

I forgot the sequence of my breath,

I forgot what I was meant to live for,

I forgot what had been prepared for me,

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I have been for several days now trying to come up with the best idea to converse with you through blogging. I wanted to create some form of interaction with you and your ideas, to know what you see in most of these images. Since I am not very well with design and coding I had to find something ready and now that I found what I needed, a new feature in www.rchircop.com is launched.

For this launch I have included this new capture I did recently which I felt should be named as “obscure but for how long?”

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