I also like to take pictures of paths. They symbolize all of life in my opinion. And the infinity as well. Nothing is visible at the end of this road, it is lost somewhere in the unknown, full of unknowns and dangers, but it must be traveled, we are obliged, as we are obliged to go through our lives, no matter what, despite all the difficulties and lurking dangers. At the same time it is eternal, as you say, as long as the world exists, people will cross and walk through it. And how much weight these steps carry, how much sorrow and love, happiness and worries, are not just steps, but whole destinies borne on these feet, these shoulders, a whole universe can be revealed only by imagining the people who walked along one path… In a masochistic way, I even support going on pilgrimages, because there is something purifying in the difficulty of walking them, they are even harder than life itself and are done perhaps precisely because of this, so that you can go through life with greater ease after returning from such a journey. Or simply, to get accustomed to the difficulty, because really it is only the lack of experience that makes us think that the road is difficult...
I really enjoyed this very wise post of yours, it provokes so many thoughts and revelations. And I don't know if while I was trying to say what I am thinking I wasn't just paraphrasing your text, 😅 I actually found myself thinking the same things as you! 🤭