The photo itself has caused me to think of the past. Perhaps all light is arranged to illuminate from the past. Yet what I am experiencing is the present, adjusted by my perception of it. Lowry also once said that if we sobered up for two days, we would die of remorse on the third. If I let the past be too much with me for two days, I might die of remorse on the third. As you know, my personal kind of intoxication is to live always in the present. Hugs and Kisses My Dear Friend
I know what you mean. Past is past, past has passed away. It´s part of our lives, but past. The personal meaning of this image was a memory of my childhood, when I went to fairgrounds in my city. My childhood, my past. Lots of kisses, dear Michael.
The photo itself has caused me to think of the past. Perhaps all light is arranged to illuminate from the past. Yet what I am experiencing is the present, adjusted by my perception of it. Lowry also once said that if we sobered up for two days, we would die of remorse on the third. If I let the past be too much with me for two days, I might die of remorse on the third. As you know, my personal kind of intoxication is to live always in the present. Hugs and Kisses My Dear Friend
ResponderEliminarI know what you mean. Past is past, past has passed away. It´s part of our lives, but past. The personal meaning of this image was a memory of my childhood, when I went to fairgrounds in my city. My childhood, my past.
ResponderEliminarLots of kisses, dear Michael.