The flow of time does not stop, sometimes changes the way we perceive it, but in reality the passage of time is the same, slow or fast, are just feelings.
But is not the mere pursuit of seconds that punctuates the life, there are macro-increasingly large subdivisions shall order logic, and events, which are the fixed points are sometimes more or less common as a holiday, other times they are personal nodes, insignificant for the rest of humanity.
However, there are moments that it is as if would open a passage between different dimensions, moments in which the perception itself the reality is altered, a whole different life unravels in the soul, almost like an explosion in which the pieces go to fill spaces that were shaped to accommodate them. Everything takes a while, the time of a heartbeat, and a whole life is born, grows and dies ... or at least it does in real life he had before, elsewhere, who knows, perhaps still exists, and we longer feels empty, as if we had lost something important, even if ultimately it was something we never had. I know that reasoning is a bit delusional, but I believe that it happened to someone, sometimes just a glance, a landscape, a music ... in short, a trigger element. Call it what
There seems, is not important, what remains to this are the reflections, and are fundamental, perhaps excessive, and sometimes ends in themselves, but it is wrong not to treat them. Put another step forward along the road of life is not always easy and nobody can say with certainty whether it is the right way, even when all around us is full of light can not be sure that before we do not wait for darkness, the only way forward is to trust your instincts and capacities, given the imponderables as possible, but without being frightened by it ... as long as it works ... which ones do not listen to the song, you see that face, or pass in that place at that point it wobbles and how can you not wonder if perhaps we missed a turn earlier, perhaps the only real change that we should not make mistakes, and you can not go back, and if all was lost? Questions that will never answer, but that swirl in the mind and not just in those moments just after a multi-reality ... and then do nothing but put one foot forward again to the other, madly, bravely, unconsciously, incessantly, perhaps after a sigh that the world around you not perceive it at all.
