Another year just started. Another revolution around Earth‘s sun. Another chapter of our life. Year after year we feel more mature. More aware of the ‘Verse we live in.
Yet, sometimes, we tend to forget. What does really matter in our lives? Which are the keys that define ourselves out there?
How can we be reminded of our true nature if everything just passes by, year after year? Is this the true meaning of our existence? To be left behind?
The proper answer to this question is simple: our existence is defined by what we leave behind us. It is depicted by our behaviors, by our acts. And by our pictures.
We can keep record of them. We can relate to them. With pictures. Fragments of reality which can‘t be left behind or denied.
We live in a ‘Verse filled with images which help us understand better who we were. Maybe one day we‘ll finally learn who we truly are.