The following was a photographic set that I exhibited recently. 

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It was bliss.

Everything became distant, out of sight. Silence had engulfed me. Eyes closed, I could feel my heartbeat, pulsating through my body, creating ripples in the darkness that surrounded me. The gentle cold currents were caressing my bare skin, tempting me to follow them, and drift weightlessly into the eternal bliss.

Amidst the oblivion, something called out my name. Was it my time? Did I need to leave? Just a little longer, I craved to stay in this state of bliss. My mind, body and soul, felt like one. The loneliness was comforting for once. Is this what life should feel like? Or is this what death feels like?

Keep me there, consume me. Let me be lost in the threads of your weaving. Let me find myself and lose myself, again and again. Let me discover the workings of the universe, within myself. And then let me find you, or let me never.

I took one last moment, before rising above. And in that moment, I saw it in their eyes. The same truth, imprinted in their souls. The same bliss, that they all realised and yearned for.

In that moment I knew;

I was not alone.