Since I came back from Iceland the first time, I've been leading quite a turbulent life , that I can compare to a long haul flight. During that year I left Iceland, went to Turkey, lived in Rome, flew back to Iceland, embarked upon a trip to Budapest, just to find myself in my hometown again.
Eventually. Where from I set off to Berlin for a short stay. I tried to build something, but I tried too hard in a little time and as we all know it's almost impossible to create sth unshaken in a snap of a finger. Again the best thing is to chalk it up to experience anyway. Sounds so damn smart but it's the only alternative. It's like in that old wisecrack, that experience is like a comb to bald person. Indeed. You know what I've been pondering about of late? We consider ourselves to be so damn smart but we believe in stupid things. I mean for instance if Jesus had been born today, he would have probably been taken to the hospital and labelled as a psycho. Yet we use religions, politics that is a side effect of religion as a net of excuses we use and also fall for in our live. In my mind the only moment when I'm free it's when i travel. I go places and behold the reality around me, the people and their reactions. I'm not confined, I'm not judged because people I encounter on my way are not the same old neighbours to whom I say 'good morning' every day. Of course without 'stability' this world would be a big mess *but anyway it seems to be so*. So I'm in Gdansk leaping on a path to 'stability', hoping not to be stuck for so long, and be able to travel more in order to feel free again. I'm no longer residing in Iceland, albeit one says that if something happens twice , will happen thrice.
Eventually. Where from I set off to Berlin for a short stay. I tried to build something, but I tried too hard in a little time and as we all know it's almost impossible to create sth unshaken in a snap of a finger. Again the best thing is to chalk it up to experience anyway. Sounds so damn smart but it's the only alternative. It's like in that old wisecrack, that experience is like a comb to bald person. Indeed. You know what I've been pondering about of late? We consider ourselves to be so damn smart but we believe in stupid things. I mean for instance if Jesus had been born today, he would have probably been taken to the hospital and labelled as a psycho. Yet we use religions, politics that is a side effect of religion as a net of excuses we use and also fall for in our live. In my mind the only moment when I'm free it's when i travel. I go places and behold the reality around me, the people and their reactions. I'm not confined, I'm not judged because people I encounter on my way are not the same old neighbours to whom I say 'good morning' every day. Of course without 'stability' this world would be a big mess *but anyway it seems to be so*. So I'm in Gdansk leaping on a path to 'stability', hoping not to be stuck for so long, and be able to travel more in order to feel free again. I'm no longer residing in Iceland, albeit one says that if something happens twice , will happen thrice.
