I can't let go. I can't forget. To forget is to lose what makes us ourselves. Who would we be without these images, without the echo of a life once lived?
Six years has felt like an eternity.
for you:
http://www.kenrosenthal.com/images.htm
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Not dark yet
I swear to God, this man records images straight from my dreams. From the depths of my mind, from the memories I struggle with all my strength and heart to hold close to me. This is my aspiration. This is my inspiration.
I can't let go. I can't forget. To forget is to lose what makes us ourselves. Who would we be without these images, without the echo of a life once lived?
Six years has felt like an eternity.
for you:
http://www.kenrosenthal.com/images.htm
I can't let go. I can't forget. To forget is to lose what makes us ourselves. Who would we be without these images, without the echo of a life once lived?
Six years has felt like an eternity.
for you:
http://www.kenrosenthal.com/images.htm
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