What u see is what u are
By Fried M. Khan
22 Aug 2009
Wake up ! Open your eyes ! What do u see ?
Probably the ceiling of your room, or the beloved one, or pictures of your dreams.
Perhaps in the first moment the point of view is our first range of our sight, where we stand, in reality or in our minds.
But then it starts.
Something unique happens in our own unique life and pushes a button, expanding the range of your view. Giving you a filter or a sign which shows you then and all the time, an unseen part of life.
When i bought this cam, it was like i bought myself new special eyes, something in my head reseted and all seemd so clear.
People (without cameras .-) are searching for love, luck or satisfaction but dont realize that it is everywhere, open your eyes and take a look around you, even without our eyes.
Over 2 years now, i'm wearing my dsrl with me, forgot it only on one day, (but man i was fuked ,-)
and i saw more then just only the things like they are.Realized so hardly that i must understand my responsibility in every second and be aware of my "actin and non-actin".
Notice ! and don't forget, humans and of course also all other lifeforms on and also this planet act after patterns.
ReActions can start patterns or are even the little pattern of the whole act.
Try to train your view like moving a zoom objectiv, start where you like, twist like you want, hold still or just click. Have an eye on your timewindow, measure this also, always ! ...cause here lies the trick.
I can't and i don't want to tell you the whole story,
because perhaps the awareness of the own point of view is the main perception to understand your-self..
..i only want to thank everybody here for your 'actin', to have the chance to learn more about this experience, and see life in so many beautifull patterns..
thank you =)
ps: if somebody can find a pattern in my work, tell me please...i can't see any..
1 response
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alex ringer said (26 Oct 2009):
Sincere and curious. I definitely recommend to publish your story, pal. Something to think of.
