Nostalgia

I see pictures from before I was born, and feel a deep longing nostalgia. People on beaches in the Summers of the 1970's. What does this have to do with the NOW? Everything? Something? Nothing?

The past is where we are from. Its the source, just as the source is the silence in the now. Just as the big bang made now, 1974 made now, just as 1682 made now. Just as a few seconds ago made now.

Deep love is inspired...I can't express it.