As a Child…
You know, just as much as I know, that this is a photographic blog, a makeshift recording of the spirit of a young man who’s destiny has been intertwined with fate to produce a library of interpretations of vibrations from god himself that illustrate what beauty life can present to us …But I am going to speak of myself as a child this moment… and the transition that I have made into manhood….
I was a strange child; I came from a strange existence. My only comforts were photography, a man named Kenny Be, and the promise that I held in my heart that I would one day break free from the prison of life in this body. My pursuits are not to become famous, not to become rich, but that one day when I die, my body may go to another place where I am not bound by atoms or rules, but that I may have perfect freedom, what ever that may mean. To me, it means infinite love. Can you imagine yourself being loved infinitely? The few moments in life that you are standing, drenched in the rain with your lover… The whole world stopped for you and her. You didn’t think it could get any better, but then the sun shone, light splitting in the falling mini prisms to created a rainbow for you two to wish upon that you may make heaven on earth. As if those few moments were enough: They are not…
That was the dream of my childhood, and now with a man’s mind and body… My spirit’s destiny may make it’s way in this world.
Tags: Child, Childhood, love, manhood, Photography, Rainbows, Spiritual