02/11/2022
we keep searching for a path, as if those steps were already taken, marked the earth beneath our feet. We keep searching for a line to thread as if life was straightforward. Each step taken erases the previous one. The grass grows again behind you making you always a little bit lost. You know the general direction in which you came but you don't remember precisely the path youve carved. Sometimes you´ll return to the same place, sometimes you´ll walk in spirals, sometimes you´ll stop and become part of the terrain and other times you'll march straight ahead. What's the rush? What's the motivation? What's the meaning? To get to the finish line means to die and stop this form of being, so shouldn´t we slow down and appreciate the environment? Go in as many directions we possibly can so we can widen our experience, see, feel and taste as much as we can ? Why seek limitation, whats the fear in expanding?