What is up with the world when endings make us sad and the beginning of something makes us scared?
Life is just a whirlwind of oxymorons, really.
Another thing about endings or last times is the scrumptious taste of memories. Bad and Good. I get incoherent around this time of the year...it must be the prospect of saying goodbye to new loved ones and hello to old loved ones.
So here are a series of humanless pictures. Celebrating the end.
So much for no words.
Khensani
Beautiful photos of the beloved Cape Town.
ReplyDeleteEvery parting is a little death ("Partir, c'est mourir un peu, mais mourir, c'est partir beaucoup."), says the French writer Alphonse Allais. And the German poet Hermann Hesse wrote, in every beginning there is a magical moment ("Jedem Anfang wohnt ein Zauber inne"). So, when something ends there is always a beginning. Without an end there won't be a beginning. And isn't it this little magic that keeps us going?