'Question about eternity'

 acrylic on canvas, 120 x 80

“The question about eternity”. It keeps coming back almost every time I hold my body motionless and gently slide my hands over the empty space in front of me. I do not know what or where, the only thing I am aware of is that I make this motion and leave a question. The empty space discards me outside that disingenuous awareness and allows for a little bit of privacy that bears the fruit of truth.

I still allow the past to transcend unexpectedly. It is by that transcendence that I fathom the present reality led by rhythm of the past. I cannot allow myself too much distraction, as this might result in madness obscuring my understanding of reality. The light will turn to blur, contrasting only with shadow, it will become a mere counterbalance.