inside mountain.
memory slipping out of your hands easily.
the sceneries probably seen only once in your life,
people walking past by and never see them again.
everyday activity of people, all the life to be born and to die,
every minutes which apparently looks like it is going to stay the same but not.
I wonder what those images can communicate on their own when I lose my body one day.
photographing and questioning.
www.m-y-pics.com
Spiritualized were so beautiful, I cried, smiled, tripped, laughed and cried a bit more during their set. Epic.
Call me a groupie, I don't give a shit, you can tease me later...
