Writing early thoughts routine has been with me for the last three years. Finding perspective and reasons, beside a sense of calmness have been the triggers for continuity. Analysing own facts. Those flows without an apparent sense.
Unreasonable and untold thoughts for an expanded understanding.
Odd paths we are able to follow.
A muted relevance of moments,
stimulation of silenced voices,
acceleration of internal forces.
Steps ahead our mind.
Finding comfort and relief, what memories are for.
Early hours, a bunch of silly tasks to come, predicted to be another “interesting” combo of five days.
Finding flow, letting motion to take place.
Alternative paths.
Early hours,
messy thoughts,
dispersed steps around,
motion flowing,
finding ways.
Unnoticed steps of motion,
relevance told by silenced phrases,
personal paths that matter,
rooted ways that were corrupted.
Coming easily back to a safer place.
“El único verdadero viaje de descubrimiento consiste no en buscar nuevos paisajes, sino en mirar con nuevos ojos.”
It’s been one of the most interesting weeks of this year, been out of comfortable routine while I deal with some kind of education, I didn’t recall how challenging this can turn. Made this photo last afternoon while I was able to enjoy my first PM fix of the week. At certain point feels silly being worried for something like this while the world is still falling apart for this all pandemic situation. It’s all about perspective, I would say.
From better places and situations.
To find more pleasant steps than the current race.
Early beginnings.
Disrupted routines and uncommon situations challenging normal flow.
Ways to find motion and to feel the usual flow by accelerating those silenced hours.
Early hours outdoors, darkness is still covering my thoughts.
Kingdoms still ruled by messy moves. Slow awakening forced to achieve brave impacts.
Fast times ahead.
Finding ways to keep a balance.
Weekends-
offline, filled by books and films.
After been waiting for this book for some many years, it has finally made its journey to my hands.
“Unlike memory, photographs do not in themselves preserve meaning. They offer appearances – with all the credibility and gravity we normally lend to appearances – prised away from their meaning. Meaning is the result of understanding functions. ‘And functioning takes place in time, and must be explained in time. Only that which narrates can make us understand.”
“Distance is one of the most beautiful forms of respect.”
Ways to start. Finding home.
Accurate.
This part of a road trip made in 2018 came to my mind last night. The unconscious and well appreciated way on how dreams can bring you a breath. Restless motion.
“Life changes in the instant. The ordinary instant.”
To never forget the motion implied in simple routes, those common paths and known sense around, the sometimes forgotten perspective. Back to road, never ending outdoors story.
Jal, Mx.
Secuencias.
Le matin.
Feels the motion.
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Slow motion - early hours.
Disassociated steps around, some cups and pages in between.
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