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Archive: March, 2011
It had been what felt like forever since I last heard that shining voice… until yesterday. He’s been living off the land in the jungle next to the lake, waiting until I return. As he said he would ever since I left, two months ago. As he always said I would, return. Far from civilization, running water, electricity… phone access he travelled all day since early in the morning to reach Internet, to find me. This distance is difficult. But at the same time, our pasts built us for this. It is nothing.
For a week now I have been feeling like I am about to enter a tunnel, preparing. Taking my last big breath yesterday, I ducked my head under water and am now making my way through an underwater cave, lit only by his distant fiery eyes. I will keep holding my breath until I resurface on the 26th of April, in Managua Nicaragua.
And this time, I won’t be bringing any baggage. There is no space for fear here anymore.
People LIVE here!
You’re probably going to want to watch this full screen.
And then you die. So make it good and make it fun and spend your time with everyone :D
I am so grateful I am able to do this. I am grateful I’m not afraid to do this. I am grateful to be in Pittsburgh with old friends right now. I am grateful for all the love and opportunities pouring into my life. I am grateful to be gradually freer every single day, giving away more and more of my stuff. I will see you soon Thiago!!! I am grateful for your neverending understanding and patience, for never failing to believe in us no matter what stupid things I did or said. I am grateful for Ometepe Island, how her lake healed me and how much I have learned there.
Unbelievable! In less than a month I’ll be on Ometepe Island, where the heart always shines.
This track struck me a year ago almost like a strange premonition. I’ve never been able to quite shake it. Partly because I LOOOOOVE The Presets. And their crazy videos. But it was more than that.
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I stole the keys to the skies
we’ll leave this place for the final time
no crying words no goodbyes
yes tonight we’re burning all the dark times
drown all the fears that we had
these are the things that we’ll never understand
this time fight fire with fire
‘cos baby tonight the world belongs to you and I (more…)
Since World War II North Americans have invested much of their newfound wealth in suburbia. It has promised a sense of space, affordability, family life and upward mobility. As the population of suburban sprawl has exploded in the past 50 years, so too has the suburban way of life become embedded in the American consciousness.
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The End of Suburbia is available for download at Amazon.com for only $2.99.
Runtime: 1 hour 18 minutes
“Life is just a ride, and we can change it whenever we want to. It is just a decision between fear and love.”
This is haunting me. Its undeniably true. At every moment I’m making a decision between doing things out of love or fear. (more…)
It’s been years since I heard this song, but this morning it was playing in my head when I woke up:
I still LOVE it just as much as ever! Her lyrics hit the spot… (more…)
No matter how far I may get in life, whatever exotic treasures I accumulate, however wide I might end up travelling, it doesn’t mean as much as the people I meet along the way. We all have this, even those of us who stay put, but so often we miss the point, counting destinations like notches on a bedpost. (more…)
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