What if someone on the street is shouting for help? Does our conscience say that we should stop and lend a helping and, or carry on with our pleasurable journey of listening to our music. If we choose the latter, we choose to let ourselves drift aimlessly in life, not caring about other people's needs.
Below are some shots i've taken to portray a sort of ignorance of what is happening in the surroundings of a character, that is me. Life is moving and i am fixed on a single spot, oblivious to people walking past me.
A prose that i wrote for my photo essay is:
Watching the world pass by,
It ignores my existence,
But I like my music for it is my refuge and escape.
It makes me who i am, why should i care about the world?
Therefore i disconnect from it & lose a part of my consciousness,
I continue on my journey & let the world take care of its own business.
Watching the world pass by,
It ignores my existence,
But I like my music for it is my refuge and escape.
It makes me who i am, why should i care about the world?
Therefore i disconnect from it & lose a part of my consciousness,
I continue on my journey & let the world take care of its own business.
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