This is a very haunting, surreal and hypnotic piece. It is like some ancient calling, a chant from the past. Your words paint vivid images. They stir emotions into being - dark and haunting the calling. It leaves one feeling melancholic as if in an ocean drowning, swept by longings and desires, a cold blue fire burns insides. The heart flounders under the weight of the memories. The feeling is just embers of a flame that once used to roar. They never-the-less shout like an almighty lion’s roar. In your words, I don’t want to soar but to here stay and contemplate the moment so surreal. To be submerged in the haunting and the melancholic calling for past lovers or those that still haunts my soul. I grow old, but the past somehow remains forever present through I know my longings are a folly. The power of your words is that it leaves one caught on the precipice of a wave frozen in time.

Interested in people, nature, science and technology, and history. MSc in Research Methods (Birkbeck), MA Industrial Design (UAL)