Photographs and Memories

In the photographs, times are submitted by the cameras and their phlegmatic blasé flashes ... They do not care with us... Wedding, graduations, picnics or portraits... impressions taken to contradict appearances ... Flashes, selfs, intend capture moments ... but everybody lies... True mornings, sad afternoons ... but yes people laughing at the truth, or crying lies ... Mocking smiles appear, smiling faces, quibble .... Even the cheerful costumes, the fun colors only compose a buffoon theater ... when it should be Greek tragedy ... And life, so we wish to believe follows free ... But even children, that we desire to believe, are not authentic in the photographs ... And we travel on our own lives with light of our illusions, our visions not always so criticism ... And we always believe in realities that don't exist, no longer exist ... they are only ancient photographs taken in atmospheres that today we are told: we are the fake of our current days ...!