Present
I was there
Although sometimes I forget; like how the fields of gold fade and time's shadow blurs. I take photos to remind me that I was at a certain place at a certain time. I take photos driven by fear. The fear of forgetting frightens me. I am insecure like that. Although I know that I should and that I must forget somethings, I never want to. All that I remember makes me who I am, in the present.
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"There are some moments that you wish you could freeze forever... And you foolishly try to capture these moments, not realising that it is impossible to do so... Failing to see that such moments should be enjoyed when they appear... Perhaps the best cameras are our hearts and our soul for only they can capture our emotions and replay them with such famliarity..."
My Gosh. For a moment there I forgot that I actually said that and actually tried to google it. Sighs, It was so long ago. Impressed that you trawled through the blog to copy and paste it here. As you can see, although I have forgotten the exact words, the feeling still remains. Its hard to let go; to not capture.
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