I was a pirate An area called the cemetery of barges and ships in the south of the country

Hello friends, I will accompany you with more photos of myself in this post. I was a pirate
I was standing on one of the ships, and I should say the wreck of one of the ships, and I felt like I was guiding it
At that moment, I was really thinking about how many days this ship spent in the ocean and enjoyed the burning sun. This feeling was so strong in me that I could see it alive.
Yes, they were in a cemetery called the cemetery of shipwrecks

don't know was it dramatic or no

dramatic
As you can see in the photos, their number reaches 17 ships or more
Small fishes were swimming next to them and were roaming among the broken sticks
Now these ships were a shelter for them
I don't know why that place was dramatic for me, because that grandeur and comings and goings were stuck in the mud, and the state of being still and doing nothing had become their day and night, and this was again a reflection of life.
Life and its natural routine are established on the bodies as well, and there is no possibility of escaping from it for anyone and nothing

The world is a golden time and opportunity for us to feel and taste new experiences with all our heart

We know that this is the process of life and there is no way to separate our path from the natural path of the world because we are also a part of it, so we should enjoy the moments we have in this world as much as we can and feel less anxious or worried, especially in The case of issues that have not yet happened
The world is a golden time and opportunity for us to feel and taste new experiences with all our heart