Flash-Post: Fotomorphic view

Is there somebody, is there someone over the picture, this representation of a static vision of the humanity of things? Are we only pale spark of life that photography will prolong a more futile period of time? Give me my flash of eternity by clicking my visual instant of glory.

I don't know for you, for them, for all over the world which instant, which moment can be so unimportant to register and to aftermath vanish of our empty but disturbing memory. Where we want to go if not for our blinded soul? Where we want to stay if not in our starling spirit?

But it's only a view on the under...