Some Thoughts
I never know the meaning of life,
A lot of times, I lose track of the meaning of things.
Consequently, I stop doing a lot of things, because I see no meaning to it.
But when you think about it, what is the meaning of anything, really? The sun rise and fall, the moon new and full, the tides push and pull.
Flowing on the river of time, we only stop by very shortly at this place, at any place, actually.
I learned to cease the urge of seeking meanings. I learned to sink into the moment. I learned to abide in the void of nothingness.
The moment of me finally starting to truly live, is when I gave up on the meanings, and just to live.
-I don’t see the meaning of this sequence of pictures, nor do I need one.
Zimo Mandy Yang
6.16.22
New York City
6.16.22
New York City
ANOTHER PRESENTATION
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