Crossroads, an autobahn vision

Feelings intersected

Personally, I contain tremendous affection towards technology, a sense of a loving relative whom helps to clean and soften the dirty, crude beasty life, stroke by a harsh sun, piercing rains, dusty breaths and scorching vicissitudes. On the other hand, many times this same technology shatters the little that’s left of innocence, like a “scary over-friendly guest”, who lives you no choice but to host him on the expense of your own independence and peace of mind.

Crossroads of interrelations

To many of us, the common urban sight of autobahns is a constant reminder, in vision and experience, of the world we now live in: hectic, swift, self-centered and self-encapsulated within hundreds of millions of independent befouling units, colliding and crossing each other – a symbol to our Ego’s inner states of mind and their manifestation in our interpersonal relationships.

Pristine Rd.

It has become so common in fact that we have gotten used to ignore it, but we DO know that there is not much beauty in it, and that harmony resides in other places… So, projecting that first side of affection, I have visualized a harmonious view of the beast, a pollution-free, stress-relieved, traffic jam-exempt crossroads vision. I’d die in a place like that…