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I could not live with myself anymore. And in this came a question: who is this I can not live with? What is the self? I felt drawn into the void. I did not know then what was happening was that the mind, with its heaviness, its problems, that lived between an unsatisfied past and a fearful future, had collapsed. It had dissolved.
What is the time if not a persistent illusion of man? It exists as the subjective perception we have. Time, essentially abstract, is neither captivable nor intellectually or contingently. The only way we can find out about this element is the change.
Too often we put the sins of our present state in a past time unknowingly wandering toward a future by "unresolved" people. We look to the past as a "lost" time, somewhat wasted and irretrievably dissolved in nothingness.
This "lost" time becomes our obsession, our regret; images and impulses come to our mind against our will creating great hardships.
However, if we were to free ourselves from this illusion, if we could perceive time as "something" that did not begin or end, but only contemplates eternity, we will feel a strong sense of freedom and understand that every situation that occurs in life is perfect, though our minds and ours resist and do not want to accept it.
What is happening is the only thing that could happen.
Regardless of what surrounds the present, I accept it as if I had chosen it. Always work, do not act against it. Make a friend and ally, not enemy. All this will change
miraculously your life.
Our Moment Is Now, It's The Here And Now, It's This Moment. Every time you really accept this moment as it is, in the form in which you are, you are

About author:

I graduated from the Marangoni School of Photography in Florence. My photography is based on a series of self-portraits through a profound quest for the human soul. I use black and white because it flattens the superfluous, enhancing the true essence of the image

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