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*you will find the player at the very bottom of this page*  


In the dense darkness of night, it seems like there is nothing to see. But what if there’s something out there hidden from my eyes? Like some other worlds which are possible to observe only when squeezing time?
In the dense darkness of night, I saw a light traveling with me. And I’ll tell you it’s like a dolphin. Beautiful. But you have to be patient to spot it.
![](https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/1600/1*pIf9THARsxcPXTAnFDsGkA.jpeg)  
It was the very first time we met. They appeared out of nothing. Vibrating electric light strokes pierced the night air and started dancing around our bus to the rhythm I couldn’t hear but could see now. The lights followed the bus a few dances more. However, the driver couldn’t see them. And that made me unsure if all that was real or not.
> “I’ll try to spot the lights again the next night”  

— I thought zonking out…  
  
![1:47 am. Santiago — Pucón](https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/2000/1*ZqFqdYyZqlz6xw1SCcGr3Q.jpeg)  
![2:24 am. Santiago — Pucón](https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/2000/1*MQefLw_a7f7-_AHTC3eLmw.jpeg)  
![2:58 am. Santiago — Pucón](https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/2000/1*E1lLOchCu3dfZUn_nsRfRQ.jpeg)  
![4:35 am. Santiago — Pucón](https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/2000/1*hd6it72hchoGjlGqDncPeQ.jpeg)    
  
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36 hours to go on the wheels. Yes, I was more than excited! That sounded like I would be able to see a lot of my new travel friends. Darkness greedily swallowed callous Pampas — cold flat land with almost no colors or shapes or life. Even lights didn’t want to come here. I was ready to give up when I finally met a few of them. I felt so lucky I wanted to stop and tear the darkness apart to release more lights secretly hidden behind it but dropped off again…  
  
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Another 36 hours in a bus. Bored as a rock in a desert. The lights seemed to be bored too and didn’t want to travel with me. The immense numbing blackness ruled the world. And it almost won it all. But just before I flaked out very few hypnotising lights showed up sending their messages to those able to see them.  
  
![](https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/1600/1*J-Vo46q_dSC8CMB7CMemdA.jpeg)  
![](https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/1600/1*t9K4Oi5kn6LBpSkhAKdrUQ.jpeg)  
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My legs were in the deadly trap of the reclined ‘cama’-seat of a fellow traveler ahead of me. Impossible to sleep, impossible to move, impossible to stop thinking about how much you want to move. All I wanted was to kill my torturer. And I swear the darkness behind the window was ready to conceal the crime. But soothing lights strokes from out of this world were there to guide me through the night and calm me down until I dropped asleep.  
  
![](https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/2000/1*hCI-9_shVaBAOvf5NnfrMQ.jpeg)  
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They were colorful and playful, inviting and… silent. I wanted to talk to them, they wanted to dance. I approached them — they danced away through my body. I cannot tell you what paralyzed me: the wave of electricity or overwhelming euphoria. I think I zonked out instantly.  
  
![](https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/2000/1*XHr-Hf5k1Q2kIdS5eBQAVg.jpeg)  
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2139 meters above the sea. The happiest and most colorful lights I’ve ever seen. Being mesmerized and completely obsessed with them, I didn’t sleep a wink that night and took tons of pictures. At some point, I even started to question myself if I was allowed to get in touch with some other world or was simply driven mad by the long sleepless road. At that moment I wished nothing but to be one of them and dance to the unheard yet luring rhythm of their Universe. I was wondering what were they, the unearthly things I called “lights”? Futuristic organisms, some mystic creatures or energy substances from parallel worlds? I knew the morning was inevitably closer with every minute. And I didn’t know anymore if I was dreaming or not.  

I hope I wasn’t.  
  
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###Big thanks to [Cadeu](https://soundcloud.com/chillax-music/sets/costa-cadeu-tracks-available) for a wonderful soundtrack and to my love Anastasia for inspiration, priceless help and being with me all the time.###

Travel with Lights  —  an audio-visual story

WOMAN’S BODY is being sold in different ways. It’s perceived as a trade unit or even a single-use thing of a small worth. It is exposed to you in the way to please you and you can have it the way you want. 
A WOMAN is bound to this image and tries her best to be perceived like that and that’s why is never free. 
A MAN deprives woman of what he treasures most in himself – a personality. When there is no personality there is no difference between the goods. So he consumes more and more and still is always hungry.
THE SOCIETY totally approves it. The world is a chick farm breeding and offering more and more chicks for your pleasure. Being fed with these images of a woman you get accustomed to this approach. The feeling there is something wrong gets bleaker and bleaker until you are totally blind to the matter. 
A CHICK is your mother, your sister, your girl friend, your wife, your daughter.

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Alexey Chekhov