Life is a hasty and shriveling journey, our interest in chasing the fleeting soon begins to pall, whenever you think of that moment, it is the eternal flash that will never perish. Photography between the instant and the eternal serves as a bridge between present and history, and a number of other entries on the blog provide valuable additional context and perspective. So the room was born, my blog is my space, I will show myself here.
Time doth transfix the flourish set on youth and delves the parallels in beauty’s brow, feeds on the rarities of nature’s truth, and nothing stands but for his scythe to mow. Flower is red, leaf is green, candy is sweet, when your “here” has become a “there”, the only thing you can do is to keep yourself from forgetting. The meaning of life also lies in the way you describe it, so I’m going to share with everyone. All over the place was sixpence, hope you could look up at the moon.