#un-space

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Industrial Nature

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Kaledrina the ballerina

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A Quiet Corner by the Window

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Unread Books & Silent Piano

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The Un-Space Experience

I like to get lost; physically and mentally lost.

To be lost is freedom. When you're lost you only think about where the hell you are, and where you're going right there and right now. You forget about work, bills, family, friends and everyday life. Your mind is kept occupied, but at the same time free to wander within the space you wander. It's a strange concept to describe and put down in words. Like so many other things the only real way to understand it is to experience it for yourself.

Walking with your mind like a ballon on a string hovering above you, you start to see things differently - especially in the world of "un-space". Maybe it gets clearer, maybe it gets cloudy, maybe it gets darker. Your own footsteps sounds louder then normally. In fact every sound you cause seems much louder then they should be, while every other sound seems out of place and unnatural.

You see things that aren't there, or rather you expect to see things that aren't there. If you've ever stared at yourself in a mirror and started to question if it actually is you looking back, then you may know what I mean.

Maybe you believe in ghosts, spirits or whatever. Personally, I don't really. I figure if there really are such things I would've seen them by now. I do, however, believe there such a thing as a haunting presence of past history. An imprint of a feeling, an event or a previous state of being and that can - if you let it - in a way haunt and possess you. You know that old saying "if these walls could talk." Well, they can if you listen and just like that mirror image that doesn't feel real, so does the shadows around you - even your own shadow.

This feeling, this kind of freedom is like a drug and it's highly addictive.