Snapshots of reality. Tiny windows. That open up. When we look through them. Tiny windows of opportunities. Big enough to let some fresh air in. Some room to breathe. A moment of silence. To catch a thought. Or just the moment. Arriving an illusion.
Observe, not look
Observe, not look
Observe, not look
Snapshots of reality. Tiny windows. That open up. When we look through them. Tiny windows of opportunities. Big enough to let some fresh air in. Some room to breathe. A moment of silence. To catch a thought. Or just the moment. Arriving an illusion.