The Island

It's a hot humid week and the City doesn't seem to let us forget that it's almost mid August and we are stranded in her cement embrace.
It seems like a dream that some weeks ago I was waking up in the middle of a forest, surrounded by waterfalls and deep ponds and whispers that were eager to share feelings and memories lost forgotten. The Island allowed me to return in a state of peace with myself, my lover and my friends, forcing us to transform using our senses as a medium.
At first we explored our surroundings and the dynamic of our little tribe through profound discordian conversations and crazy laughters that as time passed transformed into a nursing silence and this silence turned into a profound connection and understanding. A big thank you to the Island, the time that stood still for us, the whispers of the forest and the Apples that we were able to devour one more time...

and I am happy to find Evolver and all of you...