i will not

a look across the open sea, an ocean of magic, inside, strong, invincible. a story of options cut, magic lost, sails cut, rowing to the harbour: maybe sometimes better to tie yourself to the mast, wax in your ears. i will not. there is another sail, always. i will set out.

a gift ( the german word for poison)

a hightened gift of perception is not easy to bear. i tend to fight it. it goes through walls and across thousands of miles...a heritage

dreamtime

if we keep on thinking in terms of goals, then life's goal is death.

goals are negotiable points of navigation,

just follow the song in dreamtime. 

there is your path.

Levanto