THE QUESTION IS NOT WHAT YOU LOOK AT, BUT WHAT YOU SEE.
-Henry Thoreau
On a busy land, where the sun meets the water, where the sky meets the earth. where time runs out in an open land and yet still in traffic, roads are busy at 3 a.m. Its a fancy life, the struggle is real there. Its one life they either live it fully or not at all.
As we unravel the layers of life, we find ourselves grown to face the harsh realities, with a smile. the sun shines bright each day, teaching us how to live in every different way.
There is beauty in black and white.
Are we living to die or are we dying to live?
Looking out of the window, taking a dip into the unknown, living in a dream, lost into the known.
Fika
(fee-ka) . Swedish
A moment to stop and appreciate the good things in life.
The beautiful blue meets the golden, where the calm ocean meets the hot ball of fire, this is the nature's poetry of antithesis.
Moving past a street you see the light, it's a Tuesday evening, you are waiting for the light to turn green whilst having your deepest thoughts waiting among a thousand more, with the noise of honking and screaming.
Its an endless ride, a roller-coaster, wishing for the ride to break, wishing for a catastrophe just to end it all, looking for a red light, being in a frail state of grey.
You think it is a dream, the door leading to a miracle land, no halo, yet a heaven, the way into the world, yet being out of it, a lucid dream, euphoria.
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