Own You Not
I stepped into the shoes of someone about to argue. The shoes recognized the pattern before the voice did. Same heat. Same timing. Same trap opening. The car moved. The
I stepped into the shoes of someone about to argue. The shoes recognized the pattern before the voice did. Same heat. Same timing. Same trap opening. The car moved. The
I stepped into the shoes of someone who trains quietly. Not to arrive. To adjust. These shoes bend on purpose. They stay curious about the ground. They welcome unfamiliar streets.
I stepped into the shoes of a woman walking through a hospital. Her steps were not listening to the corridor. They were tuned to something ahead. Something heavier than the
I stepped into the shoes of someone listening to Instant Crush by Daft Punk ft. Julian Casablancas. His shoes did not move. They sat on the balcony floor like empty
A walker is a healer who unrottens from the inside out 360 degrees rain or shine no matter what the Himalaya is the trauma a walker is a healer who
I desperately needed a break. I saw a travel agency called GoInYouTravel while walking in the old town. It was time to leave this cold place. So I opened the door:
Fasten your dreambelt. Today we’ll fly to places that have never been discovered before. We will leave no footprints behind. Not even carbon ones. Nothing physical we’ll feel. Just the
“Work” is a dress. An ugly dress or an exciting dress or a boring dress or a curing dress… It’s an itchy but necessary idea to invest more time thinking
The most important thing now is your step. It tells life all about you. You communicate with the universe by the way you walk. Walk freely. Walk in your own
I love to watch people when they are creating (anything) with an artistic soul. Like bugs, I am attracted to light. And creators are the source of light. When I