What is this…

Watching a tape recorded on a camcorder months ago feels like a painfully nostalgic memory of childhood, except that, which feels to be but a memory is still reality – the house, the bed, parents watching TV in the living room. My whole life at that moment feels like a translucent instant a tear sneaks into the eye as a happy moment from the past into the mind. Except instead of the past it was the present, instead of happiness, it was a feeling of inevitable… obrechinnost’… perhaps damnation? A feeling of being a bird in a cage that can theoretically break free, but does not due to its inability. My recurring theme…


Leave a comment

Filed under Uncategorized

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s