`Built to last. Miracle.` - 28th September 2017

The right person to talk to is a believing mirror.

One belief would create such a difference in your choices, even further to the extent of your way of life.

- your book of life. my book of life.

From coldness to warmness, back to the fundamental ground of `what to believe?`

Once swept away with illusionistic Ego, the earth would seem to get closer to your own being. 

Your book of life, my book of life, shaping my world and my experience through my own eyes. 

The weakness of human minds, with which we tend to get influenced easily for social changes, or simply reflection of what a seed (belief) would be planted deep inside of us. Mirroring to mirror, would lead cracking down of that illusion, hopefully always for the best, as human nature along the deep inside of us, from where anything that cannot be hidden, seeing through the bare truth of our life lessons. A sense of wonders.

`Connecting dots. Point A to Point I` -  11th October 2017

`What if … #01` - 10th August 2019

Sitting down on a comfy chair in this familiar guest house and looking up the ceiling fan for a while. No idea how long time has passed, only my wondering thoughts could tell the distorted way of `time`. Hearing those voices from inside of me, all pieces of chatters, one from one lifetime, or. Something meaningful to trace back, is there?

`Seemed-to be` conflicted set of two thoughts simultaneously in my mind, one for desiring of comfort, feeling of relief and content for what I see in my current daily lives, like a simple tiny kinds of stuff like a moment of reading a book, or scribbling down my thoughts at my own space, without any disturbance. Another is something like being a careless wonderer, for desiring to see something unknown, pushing through my own limitation. 

Always, to start with, `what if…`

`What if … #02` - 10th August 2019

`Association - hand in hand #01` - 21st July 2019

The face expression of this person with a back-pack on his shoulder was sort of undecipherable, neither positive nor negative, neither amusement nor disappointment that you could see from the way his eyes are drifting. Simply this person was staring the endless silence of the desert landscape in front.

The only thing that you could say about this person was, somehow through the journey to this desert, all masks that have been worn was peeled off, though possibly this person himself would not notice this fact for oneself. Mirror to mirror as if he was just born yesterday to this world.

There was such a flow of all kinds of people in-between.

This person just got-off from the bus, as if.

`Association - hand in hand #02` - 21st July 2019