Everything around us, this day to day existence, stops us from being who we really are.

“Let us go to the shore; there the waves will kiss our feet. With mysterious sadness the stars will shine down on us.” Aleksey Pleshcheyev (1825-1893)

Imagine two realities intertwined but at one time separate. Everything that’s possible happening simultaneously but happening in an illogical order.

Every choice is the death of all other possibilities.

Things happen so fast, you’re born, you fall in love, you’re old. And the greatest things get crammed into the tiniest bits of time. The briefest moments are the very ones you wish you could capture, dwell upon, live in … we want to but we can’t … good thing, that.

“There is a mode of vital experience — experience of space and time, of the self and others, of life’s possibilities and perils — that is shared by men and women all over the world today. I will call this body of experience “modernity.” To be modern is to find ourselves in an environment that…