once upon a time..

… some time ago – I made this image, and called it time
Don’t remember why

timeWe count our days and hours, have numbers as symbols, use them for time passing by, trying to make the world around us understandable, catchable, maybe even meaningful? We cut our lives in smaller pieces, days, hours, minutes, seconds…
fragments of what actually isn’t

simple puzzle. ten pieces. so what do we do, when we rock around the clock?
create universes?
fear big bang?
blow our minds in the wind?

timeSometimes feeling outdated,
bored until the limit of time,
don’t want this
don’t want that

chasing fractals in the sun
ending up with the cold side of the moon
slicked to the bosom

timeignoring time
waiting
being
just keep on being

 

time
Tick, tock, said the clock…

 

Weekly Photo Challenge: Numbers

 

 

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6 Comments

    1. Thank you! It is strange. But I guess we have to have that kind of measurement. Or at least some kind. Without – interacting with other people would be difficult

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