Time is not flowing....




But whatever reality that I can understand is composed of moments. 

Moments of present. 






Eternal present.


Happy is the soul that do not crumble, ruled by philosophy of despair that agree upon the seriousness of the World.

We do not ¨end ¨ in the Ocean, we are the Ocean.



And all the joy of an entire year gathers in an apple.







There is No Time.