a mesmerizing 33-second moving image that invites you to question the very essence of your memories. In this evocative exploration, we delve into the enigmatic interplay between real and false memories, prompting reflection on why these elusive fragments exist within the corridors of our minds.

Apocalypse of the many and salvation of the one. Forgetting the one’s self, desires and ego. Ignoring the fact of selfish existence and believing in the one. Seeing beneath the layers. Revealing the true self. Melting into one another creating one of two and more. Exposing the moment and embracing it through capturing the movement, through the created tones and waves. Seizing it. Holding my lens not to freeze a moment. Holding it to experience, engulf and sink into one another flow. Because everything created is created to move, grow and flow. Observing, Absorbing, sinking and reflecting a city.

A relationship between the photographer and the Sufism festival in Cairo was built through a visual approach.

A realization that overanalyzing my thoughts will lead me nowhere, accompanied by the obsession with following my defects and experiencing a loss of control.

The Bible verse "For this son of mine was dead and is alive again; he was lost and is found." (Luke 24:15) symbolizes the original miracle. This verse mirrors my life as a prodigal son, distant from my father due to our strained connection. Initially, he was distant, focusing on providing. I sought solace in drugs, escaping his gaze. After years of struggles, my father's genuine conversation led me to sobriety and understanding.