There is probably no way to realize the prism of time and that everything is coming to an end when you are in the state of youth, state of being in love, the state of seems like having all the time in the world. There is no way to realize peace when your blood is boiling literally because of just one little sparkle. But somehow even not knowing these are such short and rare moments we try to document it. From the Cave of Altamira, Lascaux cave, Cave of Niaux, etc., to street art of our days From the ancient days, generations of people wanted to document their presence and love. We were here. Our hearts were beating. We were young. We were full of passion. We contemplated. We were full of fire. We were burning. We wanted to last. We still do.
