Lost in the noise

It's a good thing i'm training everyday, one way or the other. Bicycling for 2 hours each day, and/or capoeira training has made me feel ready to expect anything.

Not physically, i mean, so much as mentally.

These days have been the worst I've ever had my entire life so far. For so many reasons.

I should have stayed in Berlin when i had the chance. Now i have to work hard and get a hold of myself so i can make the great escape.

i left photo shooting for quite sometime now, and i'm beginning to suspect it's starting to leave me...

I still have a stash of unpublished photos though, and all i'm waiting for, is one last photo shoot and then arrange for an exhibition in greece, and then get the hell out.

   Post modernism will be the main theme i think.

So far it's the only thing that describes what i feel.

And what i feel, think and want is expressed by post modernism.

It absolutely cannot be described easily.

There is a cage

There are some animals

They don't see the cage

They see a safe place.

All i want is to sleep in the forests

eat whatever nature gives me

claim the ability to not think 

and still be at peace 

with my surroundings 

just because we coexist.

All these are day dreams, because i can run but i can't hide

The cities poisoned my mind, but i still have the ability to think that THIS is all WRONG.

So maybe one day... who knows...

I want to dance frantically with others on the same train of thought with me

I want to begin a journey to nowhere yet everywhere

There is no destination, just the joy of travelling