{"id":8079,"date":"2021-09-13T15:52:00","date_gmt":"2021-09-13T14:52:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.lorenzovitalifoto.it\/site\/?p=8079"},"modified":"2026-03-10T11:18:57","modified_gmt":"2026-03-10T10:18:57","slug":"the-perception-of-absence","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.lorenzovitalifoto.it\/site\/the-perception-of-absence\/","title":{"rendered":"Absence Perception"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

Erano attimi ed erano vivi, erano persone ed erano accese. Luci calde, stavamo bene. Intensa la luce muta con noi, ma, incurante, segue il suo ritmo. Batte veloce, corre senza un perch\u00e8, si ferma e riparte, ma il suo tempo finisce e la terra si apre ad accogliere sguardi, si riempie di acqua che eterna ritorna, a riempire di freddo i pensieri sbiaditi che lasciano, flebile, un battito lento, che pian piano scordiamo ogni giorno sempre di pi\u00f9.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

They were moments and they were alive, they were people and they were on. Warm lights, we were fine. Intense, the light changes with us, but carelessly follows its rhythm. It beats fast, runs without a reason, stops and starts again, but its time ends and the earth opens up to welcome gazes, fills with water that eternally returns, to fill the faded thoughts with cold that leave, feeble, a slow beat , which we slowly forget every day more and more.<\/p>\n\n\n\n