The road ...

The road is a symbol of the absence of the present. There is only the past, it remains with every step behind, disappears from perception. And there is a future, it is there, behind the turn, hidden from the eyes of the forest. The brain frantically creates pictures of the future, which should open beyond the curve of the road, but all do not exist and they will never be in reality. After all, they are the fruit of my sick imagination ... I'm looking for the future, I'm looking for my illusions and do not live in the present. My past changes with new illusions. This movement, the impossibility of being in the present turns me into a fiction in someone's brain, I will flash an indefinite shadow and dissolve into oblivion ....

Painting by Natalia Frolova