The desert is unknown space, I saw and I was mesmerized. I could not talk in front of all those stretches of sand, a yellow warmth and silence of the deserted sharp stones. The large empty spaces made me feel as suspended in another dimension, I felt the mirage of my intentions and those of my loved ones, doubts and Remember me tied to the past and to my people, my legs stiffened in front of the infinite horizon and the moon. Fine sand, the color pink. Thoughts, swirl runoff ...
The desert is not all that desert a good look at him: a little fox, a shrub, the wind stirred something. The wind, that great spirit of all things, invisible but present.
And then I heard a sensation of melting in the throat: I had to let go of something, take risks and overcome my fears and my anxieties. I was alone in front of that huge space in a small moment of the universe.
right, wrong I do not know. I do not know what the results.
Inshallah people say here. And I trust and go forward.
Pictures impAROlarte - Tunisia Douz Matmata-August 2010
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