SilencedTriad

All images are © copyright Rosa Cobos 2009 . All rights reserved I love the apparent repetition. I love the way Life presents the images lived, either in the past, present or future. Black holes where the eyes have been melted, in the heart of the rememberings. so it should go... backwards to the Nothingness. And the present, running without ceasing, visions of things that are not, in the instant that they are. Vacuum face.... not knowing what is happening.. at all. And that projection we call Future.. even more vacuum of Life and Spirit. For.. what is it but the echo of Inner lights, fathoming substances.. of desires, fears and developments... to the Nothingness.? Life as a Great Musicien, spreading his fingers on the keyboard.. and letting the sound of a triad, composing the creation of a New World. Mine.... Yours... His.. Hers.... Ours... Theirs.. Whose? Clashing lights, of a Silenced Triad. I know.. there is not sound, to lead an emtpy Soul. Not until the breathing of the last fluid of Consciousness.. will break the apparent repetition of an eternal Ego. Rosa Cobos © Copyright Rosa Cobos 2009 . All rights reserved

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