How Long Is A Moment

How long is A Moment – Essay

How long is a moment? Walking by water. How can a moment become worthwhile?

Don´t think. Do.

A knife quivers in a wooden block. Run.

How long is a moment.                                 

Hundred of rabbits are screwing.

One moment can change your life.

Helicopter.

Interrogation room threatened by female breasts.

A drop of water falls into the water, that one drop too many!

The mysterious prologue.

How long is a moment.

They say a moment expands in proportion to the speed at which you move.

In other words, the slower I move, the longer the moment that I am experiencing.

The faster I move, the shorter my moment.

There was a time when my life became too boring so I turned around and went back.

I just didn’t know whether I needed to move slower or faster to experience more than I did.

Or maybe I don’t need to move at all anymore to reach the peak, to really enjoy it, to live it.

I don’t know how long I’ve been driving.

I increased my speed by getting slower to the point of no movement at all!

But how long is a moment?

A card game.

A man, his face in profile, walks down the hallway.

That’s how long a moment is.

A man sits on his bed and eats.

The moment of the written.

We count the time by the shadows.

He masturbates to the music of Beethoven.

Two people sitting at a table and talking about whatever.

A shot! The moment becomes extreme.

Shout.

They walk away in slow motion and come back. I look out of the window.

A deep breath, exhaled.

Two people pass each other, touch briefly.

A wink, a tap with a long drip.

Then the door is closing!

I´m singing, and I´m also writing. I like you. I used to write then, also, before.

Review! For her it was just important to be the main actress.

Her face, slowly, along the hallway.

The reflection of her face in a puddle, feminine feet walking through the puddle.

Play with me.

A woman looks back. We see him – he is asking himself, does he love her?

He is asking her to follow him. But it´s stuck – the time.

The light breaks in a riffled door glass. Rain on that window.

A silhouette in slow motion.

He left her, and she becomes a shadow of herself.

Sensual or an old mouth, smoke rises up.

Light that reflects in a train corridor.

Time images, in time lapse.

Smoke blows out, everything is nothing.

I was writing a novel about men and women risking everything to slow down the moment, to be able to live everything.

Accidents in cars. A car crashes – everything falls in slow motion.

I´m dying, the moment becomes more precious.

We have to go, in this moment.

We look though something, in the background something moves. A moment.

An opera singer is a moment.

Two people making love, horizontal. We just see her eyes – her pleasure. And a man, who watches her hidden.

Bird’s eye view, she sees him, and is helpless. He cries.

A teardrop is an infinite moment.

Important and beautiful people look back at the picture.

The needle on vinyl.

A look through a hole, to a woman – picturesque.

A very attractive woman. He says: “Excuse me” she says “forget it. Just leave.” She slaps his face.

A car drives. A person alone. He drives and I´m thinking about the lost moment.

A hand grips another. But its grip is soft.

The most valuable thing we have is time.

When you look out of the window, you might see a scene which doesn’t belong to you, but you can borrow it, and enjoy it nonetheless.

Is this my dimension – my time?

Can I decide what I want to do? Is this my freedom?

Children live in timelessness. When do you consider you have time? That´s the moment when you’re truly yourself.

I love doing what others tell me I can´t do.

A woman walks through a beaded curtain. In slow motion. Sensual.

If someone moves fast, it shows how fast and gone the moment is.

A woman’s arse walks slowly up the stairs.

A hallway, the door is opening. Light falls on her, she enters.

An unreal world.

A real world.

A cloud image, that drives into the sky.

I loved once.

Profile, two people. He is whispering silently in her ear – his secrets.

Time check. How long is a moment!

I ´d asked her again and again to come with me.

She cries and laughs during the drive. A drive of total stagnation.

I’m gonna tell you my secrets, come with me!

The woman walks from left to right – only the middle part of her body is visible.

On the phone. The hand in a position like it’s holding a cell phone, but there is no cell phone.

I have no other choice than to abandon – surrender.

A clock under water, ticks on.

Man at a window, looks out and has to stop looking. He turns away.

In another time, another place, our story might have gone differently.

Sensed time.

I’m sitting at the table, there is a flow around me.

Just one moment.