Space v.s. No Space

Bagan Sunset, Burma, December 2006

Picture by I.M.H.

Silence…I’ve been absent from this space…nothing more than time…something that was very present in my past life but has been inexistent more recently…
Of course time is something we find even when we don’t want to look for it…but I had other forms of using it…even so I want to let everybody know that I’m not dead…even sometimes I wished I was…I wish I was no more imploding…no more mutating…no more hysteria…

So I was making space…creating space…creating a double space, for me and my other half…living life and praising what I was gaining…what we were gaining…I figth for what we believe in…I fight between ourselves…between our inner selves…
Can I see life as a fight club were in the end we are all friends but while we are fighting we want to win…
Today is not a great day to write…today is not the day…today is the day…I feel something is turning, I just don’t know when its going to stop spinning and where it will be pointing when the spinning stops…

As you can perceive, I’m still growing to leave the Imploding Mutant Hysterical asshole behind…there is still a path to walk…a long path that I doubt I will ever outgrow but I’ll do my best…

I.M.H.