Pointing towards the infinite

Is this the place that suits my neverending needs? Is this the time where I stop my clock hoping to die in the absence of time? Is this the sole moment of oblivion before the concept of mind.... where I strangely start to see things, and things see me, throwing away mirrors and reflections of the frozen future?.... perhaps it is.... HOPE it is... ....... ..... so I point upside and let my efforts wander to an infinite state of unconsciousness, entering the upward spiral of my unique and (un)original desire, starting something special and timeless, building foundations to the path others will follow....
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Strange isn't it? So slow but so accurate in predicting what I'll never reach.... I'll just pretend it's coming soon....

José Ramos
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Taken at my backyard. Alvor - Portugal