PORTRAIT PHOTOGRAPHY AND ART CONTEST - People of Sofia

ceramixer (67)in WORLD OF XPILAR • last year

Where is this country? I don't know, and that's not the point - more importantly, in it the glass men are. Moreover, of the purest glass, fine, exquisite, wonderful! But glass, as you know it is fragile and breaks easily. "Be careful!" - you say to yourself, but no matter what a person to repeat it to himself - chick! — you shake someone's hand and run to call the glazier! But that's why the people there— aren't they completely transparent — they cannot hide meanness and various dark plans. They read in their brains, without even opening their mouths and they only take off their hats, when they want to talk. But sometimes they put them back on, because - and that's understandable - to chat with a person for five minutes is always something nice.

The homeless man wanders alone in the dark, the homeless man has no wife and no children, until yesterday a happy man, and today barren, the homeless person chooses his own destiny. The hand reaches out for a gram of alms, in the bread and water mixer container, the homeless man seeks... finds desert, the oasis mirage disappears into the night. In the morning new mirages are born, illuminated by a thin shaft of light, the homeless man walks, in the hand pressed "gold" coins, for your dream. People pass by... avert their eyes they whisper words softly, and he is beside them, the poor do not know that today or tomorrow, they may come to the same shore. The homeless wanders darkly alone, he lost everything - wife and children. He does not look for the guilty, but curses himself, the homeless man has chosen his own fate.