The night has an aura of mystery, that when one walks the streets of the city, there is a sense of peace, but at the same time a feeling of unease.
It is not because of the danger, but because of the appearance that someone is watching, hidden in the darkness.
The taste for night walks grows in me, and as I always say I am not a professional photographer, but I am passionate about photography, I shoot and simply find beauty in every step I take.
I walked and emptiness occupied the streets of the city, each new street brought me lights and colours that only I could see. The city slept and I watched it rest.
The traffic lights looked like decorations giving coloured lights that reflected on the unobstructed streets, the cars.
The streetlights illuminated the spirits that only trained eyes can see or a soul with great sensitivity can perceive. They are there generating that mystery around me.
That mystery that enters through the skin giving chills, even knowing that nothing bad will happen, but it's in the air you breathe.
The darkness brings intrigue, what can't be seen causes curiosity, but fear as well.
I retrace the paths I walked looking at the photographs and remember the emotions at that moment, a permanent contradiction between intrigue, mystery, tranquillity and wanting to see more amidst the gloom.
The streets, although they were illuminated, seemed shadowy, something covered them with its mantle, something I could not see.
I wondered who roams these places when humans sleep, when no one can see or feel the dampness, the loneliness, the darkness of the atmosphere. There was darkness even when there was artificial light.
Walking through them is like walking on another planet, one where civilisation is no longer there, empty.
The emptiness causes that mystery, because it doesn't exist, but if it doesn't exist what is there then. Because something or beings are busy, what is there that we don't see.
Walking the streets at night raises many questions, like the voids in our lives, are they really there or are they occupied by something else.
According to the principle of emptiness, if I leave something behind, if I throw it away, if I get rid of it, something else will take its place, there can be no space without anything.
As I was walking I was thinking, how often do we have feelings or thoughts that are not suitable... what if we throw them away so that new, better ones can take their place? Wouldn't that be much better?
Just thoughts in my head as I walked through the empty, not so empty city streets and captured these images for you all.
Thanks for watching and reading this far, a big hello to all and until next time.
Amonet.
All photographs are my own, taken with my phone
Separators created by me in Photoshop
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