Things happen, but then you forget. That's why it never springs out of somewhere else. Rather the source of that begins with you.
When there's nothing to know, nothing to know is all you have. Yet you still have something, hence you will never arrive until you let go of this too.

11.mar.2014

Once I saw the wind and the rain and the sun. I thought I knew them all too well, but it wasn't the case.

07.mar.2014

The coming and going, it goes on.

25.02.2014

My life in the past five years have been about constant movement. And that has opened myself to being someone who has more and more possibilities of being something new every time. Habits are hard to fade. But it's all about accepting a few and not feeling inadequate about it.

20.02.2014

I exceed all expectations others, and mine.
Sometimes to the point of exceeding
the expectation of exceeding expectations.

Where do I start,

Where do I go now?

Where do I stop,

Where do I come back?

Everything looks the same

Yet nothing looks the same.

All I possess 

now and tomorrow 

is everything and nothing.

29. 01.2014

Mornings are still a little cool. But the sun's intensity  rises high in the day. I saw the strokes near a house and the white birds in the field among the crops. 

A Little window in a small room with no door and nothing else inside except for a table and a chair. And me.

What do I do? Should I worry that the window is too small, or should I worry that there is a window?

29.01.2014