Sylt island

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Norther Germany, near Denmark border.

The car over a train, to reach Sylt island, at evening.
A tent in the camping, lost in the wild.
Middle august.
A bloody and deep sunset.
A presage of an incoming autumn, a fade past, like an even more distant ghost.

Like taking a car together, starting for a long travel through the storm, to a new unreal home...

...where space becomes imagination, and time doesn’t exist anymore. A path to nowhere, towards a new begin.

Eternity is not an infinite time, but a timeless instant. Future is only a peaceful and unknown horizon, to stay, to rest.

We took a bath in the frozen ocean.

The wind in the hairs, we were transparent.

Blue in the eyes...

... lost as a grain in a limitless white beach, blinded by the sun, our clothes were made by shells, our hairs were nuanced soft green grass, and our hands intertwined.

Near Sylt, island, there is Helgoland island.
In Helgoland the famous physics Heisenberg has a great intuition that has changed radically the way to see the universe: he understood that it was not possible to know both position and velocity of a particle at the same time.
He realized that thought at night, and walked exciting to wait sunset in a rocky cliff of the desert island. Stars started to twinkle in the sky, when sun began to set, and he felt the true essence of the universe. He has changed the way we see universe and reality, forever.

Flesh and spirit at the same time.
Empty and full at the same time.

True love is the opposite of possession, true love doesn’t limit our life, but expand our freedom.
Our heart is like a box who becomes greater each love, so no love is lost.

Like Heisenberg, I felt past and future at the same time, I lost my control, fading in present time.
Finally, I said ‘yes’ to life.

15.08.2018.

Sylt island | Ecency