Where are you going?
What you do for a living? Embarrassing questions to face Truth is my destiny I embrace But for facility I answer To the South, as an modern explorer It's not exactly a lie Just an easy way to hide But it is a trap It makes me forget Where I am trying to get Thankfully I have a map For countless generations From every single direction Beings searched and followed the path Towards the etheric sunbath A place where vanish the internal fights Dissolved in endless light Many left a testimony Listen to the wise Rumi : "I have reached a meadow Wherein love grows. Whatever dirt is brought here Becomes all clean and pure." I have been there in visions Now it is my direction Living like a monk, a pilgrim, a poet Ascetic of my own faith Aesthete feeding on beauty Explorer of the inner journey La section commentaire est fermée.
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![]() Tramping, cycling, running, skiing, travelling, I keep exploring this amazing planet we live on. The following texts give an insight of my various wanderings. From poetry to trip reports or thoughts on particular subjects, this pages try to reflect how I travel through this modern world.
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