A million faces pass by as I watch through the translucent veil in amber cast by the indefatigable dust particles and the incandescent streetlights. The cognitive harmony created by the incomprehensible buzz of the surrounding crowd and the rhythmic roars of the infinite ocean, clad in black, seducing the onlookers with its inescapable beauty, gives an impression of soulful serenity.
A million ideas and associated thoughts crash onto the shores of my consciousness and I try without luck to hold onto them. It seems nature has its ways of mocking this handicap of the human mind because, as if the cosmos had sensed my convalescence, at that very instant a particularly arrogant wave crashed onto the shore to impose the obvious; the inevitable; the undeniable – the brevity of ideas, emotions, and thoughts and the helplessness of the human mind to capture them all. But like every powerful wave that makes its way to the shore, leaving its imprints on the plastic sand, powerful ideas and emotions tend to make an impression on our malleable minds; Impressions that survive the test of time and at times the wrath of the ocean to evolve into powerful memories that in a way circumscribe our very existence and shape our character.