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The island
As I stood at the fishing port of the island and smoked, my eyes caught an old fisherman who had truly sad eyes. He was sitting on his boat, also slowly “sipping” his cigarette. I took two from my pack and asked him if he wanted to try one. He climbed up to the port, took the cigarette, and we started talking. He never asked for my name, my age or where I was from. The conversation was combined by incoherent small-talk, mostly about the weather, the ocean, and which signature dishes I had to try. It seemed like his every spoken thought was filtered through his pure and innocent soul, which was added with happiness that he used to colour his life. Although, there were some details that definitely turned the bright atmosphere off within a slight moment in the way he told and emphasized his stories.
It took me a few seconds to realize he was in one of the scenes of my photoshoot, taken an hour before our very first conversation. In the picture, he was sitting on the prow, turning his back to the camera, navigating his boat to the port. His look may give others the thought that he might have had a harsh life, and perhaps even stimulate their imagination about how unhappy he was. The same goes for most of the locals on the island. They wore the same style of clothes everywhere, with no shoes. They all had the same pure bright souls which were adjusted by the spice of happiness that they added to their lives themselves.
A day on the island went by slowly, like the typical rhythm of Yiruma songs or a cool, cozy deep breath in the fall. But once the sky turned dark, the whole island was seemingly rolling in a warm blanket, and locked the world outside the ocean where it is its home.
The-island-sunset is a non-thinking-sunset. The sky is always clear, the air is always fresh, the sounds are always clean like the stream from a riverhead. Sounds of the birds, sounds of the kids laughing, chasing each other around, sounds of old people chatting, all following a certain melodious rhythm, and sounds of the waves come together to the port to say “hi” with their typical tuneful greeting. Every sound has their own line, and the whole is like a blend of parallel threads which come together and spread out together, fading away into the dark. To make the brain think in such a peaceful yet noisy sunset is most likely an impossible mission. Hence, let’s just immerse in the beauty, and undisturbed ambiance.
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Solitudine da Isa Tramite Flickr: Ha una sua solitudine lo spazio, solitudine il mare e solitudine la morte - eppure tutte queste son folla in confronto a quel punto più profondo, segretezza polare, che è un’anima al cospetto di se stessa: infinità finita. (Emily Dickinson)

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Here, in this place, he could remove his armor. Here, in his sanctuary, there was freedom. Here, in the candle-light, he could lower his guard. Here, he was alone.
‘’The minute you start feeling comfortable with your own solitude deep inside is the moment you attract anybody. The key factor is to know that it takes years and several people to pass through your life to embrace solitude.’’
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