Barefoot on Baker Streetᴿᵒˡᵉ ᴾˡᵃʸ. If the moment succeeded... (№ 409631)

If the moment could stop at the moment of the highest climax, fill it with amber, creating a statuette that can be seen in detail, savoring the juicy touches, enjoying the edge of the biography and juggling the most amazing facts with the dexterity of an experienced circus performer, thereby groping for a courageous stimulus, a rod for exhausting gloomy everyday life, then ... nothing would have changed. When a different atmosphere reigns in the present, it is impossible to fully feel, blissfully plunge into the mood prevailing in the archival period. That is why it makes no sense to strive into the past. Nostalgia is deceiving. Only in the future, under that indescribable sky that will mark the prose of life, can new magical artifacts and dominant positive aspects be found. Therefore, one cannot look back. It is necessary to look ahead and, clenching your teeth, move on.