Tag Archives: time

living lives

living lives – Photography by: Nabil Darwish © 2012

the 13th of a September of a year that went passed so fast, or even for some not fast enough..

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move, move, now stop!

see

Hight of a Different Prospective - Photography by: Nabil Darwish | ndproductions::digital imaging::

even if you do try it

faking a simple gesture is not so easy as many would try & lie about it or how it seems… the fact remains, reality shows what we are in fractions of motional seconds..

the fact remains, not many see those motional seconds from simply being so indulged in their own sunken moves..

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525,600 minutes of change

2011
The last hours to pass and it’s that time and those moments that have passed that truly now present us with a simple fact, a simple simple simple whisper in outlet thoughts…

Did we
Or didn’t we
Create a difference in those 525,600 minutes that have passed?

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naturally true

True nature does not just come from the greens and fields and leaves and blue skies or even streams…
True nature isn’t the output of expressions built out of an emotion…

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giants walking the line

yes, in each one of you, the giant holds a place…

but I ask..

ever walked a line that had a reflective cross point through a hazy sight?

so reflective that one’s own breath is counted over and over through each walked upon threaded line…

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going on to Go on…

Nazareth - on a Single Simplicity

to convince yourself it is that moment to go on,

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time is our predator

I’d rather believe time is our creation than having time being our creator..

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still frames of motion

ever wondered what it would be like to click that clock in a speeding twist to turn it towards moments you crave longly for?

ever thought what it would be like to overcome clicks in that clock of time which twirled away your life long craves?

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insults – the inspiration to creativity in life

translating reflections from foot steps of time, one realizes that the seconds that passed insults only created thoughts

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