Stolen from a book

The truth is that time changes everything. Inexorably and regardless of the subject which tries to resist. In a film running backwards this thought seems more than bizarre to us. On the next level, however, we lose ourselves in an eternal dream that is more than familiar. Is it possible to escape from this long black tunnel of desillusioned images one tries to unravel? Where a beginning is the end. But not everything ends well.


Somehow these words had hit home. It would not have ended if it have not begun. Eventually all good things come to an end, which is also the beginning. So the cycles goes on. The flow of time as the only constant and arbiter of life. However, it is not to be forgotten that it would not have mattered if not for the process. When there are none, then you have not lived.


With Luv,
Kat