ephemera ɪˈfɛm(ə)rə,ɪˈfiːm(ə)rə/ noun 1 things that exist or are used or enjoyed for only a short time."there were papers, letters, old boxes—all sorts of ephemera" Like moments . memories . the present time . The time in Mexico flows differently . There is no future and no past . The only possible time is the present . Life and death are truly part of the same circle and exist in unison . Mexico is a complex country with various economical and political problems, violence and abuse . But it's also incredibly rich and beautiful . I think of Mexico as the land of abundance . The first time I went there I got attracted to themes normally associated with that country: the colours, the music, the beaches, etc. It gave me a slight impression of chaos , certainly a gorgeous one , but very different from the European concept of living . There is no pressure there. A popular expression is " a horita" which either means "in a bit" or never . No pressure . The second time I spent most of the year in Mexico - I started to understand it . - what before was chaotic became like a song, singing to me . Like love, like nature. Mexico is fish blood, a young women with fruits, a silent landscape, a pregnant dog . Every present moment is like frozen , silent pray to the universe . That's what I found in Mexico. When I stopped to have a better look, I saw a rather scary but perfect equilibrium between life and death, accepted as part of the wholeness. Nothing is forever, not even life itself . It's ... ephemeral .