Life is a giant spiderweb; if you touch one strand, it will vibrate at the other end.
Couple of weeks back, I saw that Tim has passed away, due to natural causes. Tim wasn’t just an animal, he was an icon representing a whole species whose numbers are lowering everyday. Tim represented the last his few. And blessed are those who have seen Tim in his full glory.
All the gods and all the demons are just with in us. We get to choose what we want to be.
The best thing you could do is master the chaos in you. You are not thrown into the fire. You are the fire.
In the country the darkness of night is friendly and familiar, but in a city, with its blaze of lights, it is unnatural, hostile and menacing. It is like a monstrous vulture that hovers, biding its time.
May be the journey isn’s so much about becoming anything.
May be it’s all about unbecmoing everything that isn’t really me, so I can be who I was meant to be in the first place.
Be like a train; go in the rain, go in the sun, go in the storm, go in the dark tunnels! Be like a train; concentrate on your road and go with no hesitation!
Africa. As I saw it.