Conscious Re-created

She watches him seated on the other side of the room. His face, his hands, what life is lived through those eyes? You can't recognize a stranger and still, what is this feeling? Are we meeting just now? Are we saying hello? Are our souls whispering, connecting through unfelt touches? I have no memories of this moment, and yet it’s not something new. Have I been here, in this place, looking at this same man?
Do you believe in mysteries? Do you think that maybe we live more that we think? As if our unconscious minds had a different screen in front of them. A reality made of mixed feelings, sensations, vibrations, instead of shapes and forms. Fuzzy images, abstractions, an unconceptual life… do you know what I mean?
Sometimes we are drained into a simple life: no poetry, no sweet pain, no involving secrets. Other times, life, in its all subtlety, reveals itself as magic, great, and so unlimited.

Nuit Blanche from Spy Films on Vimeo.