Free, but connected…
It was a beautiful sunset. I was jogging, but for some reason my mind and my body weren’t working together this time. My legs felt as if they were made
Love is not enough
It is strange for a dreamer to have that thought, but even dreamer’s feet have to touch the earth sometimes. Love is not enough. It might be a central pillar
Nissan Leaf: “Polar bear”
Nicely done, even if it is for a car manufacturer, it’s good, it’s for the Leaf 🙂 Share This:
What is it about sunsets…
I’m sitting on the meadow, on top of the small, green hill. I was setting-up my tent, but the sudden silence in the air made me stop and sit on
The night of the dying Moon (Part I)
The Sun was setting behind the rocky mountain summit, painting everything its rays touched into a glimmering shine of the day’s goodbye. Everything slowed down; even the clouds froze, respecting
Use somebody – Scala & Kolacny brothers
Even sorrow can be beautiful…. Sad, but touching story, wrapped in a beautiful video and an almost ethereal cover of Kings of Leon’s Use somebody by Scala & Kolacny brothers…
Crawling in the dark…
– Why is this happening to me? – An old man cried out, a wounded, hurt cry that only those who suffered understand. The alley was dark and damp, and
The rain within
There was nothing outside but rain. I stood by the window, counting the drops and wondering just how many fall in between two heartbeats. Clouds were looming over the city,
This moment now…
We walk through the world dragging so much weight. Like anchored ships that only move am much as their chains let them, we drift through our lives with heavy chains
Have I told you?
Did I say “I love you” enough? I know I can’t change anything now, but these thoughts won’t leave me at peace now. So typical – my last breath will be
Storyteller
Come closer, my friend. I will show you things you never imagined exist before. I will tell you stories no one has ever heard before. I want to know that
To all the brave, dead bees…
People will call me foolish or crazy, or just stupid, but I’ll still admire the small, brave bee. Hopefully, I will never stop seeing the world in that way; maybe I’ll even see more and more of it with every new day.
One of those days…
You live your life, to the best of your abilities. Sometimes circumstances help you out; sometimes you get lucky, sometimes not so much. It is just the way of the
Half an hour
Mark was watching the never-ending landing-taking-off game standing on a safe side of a thick waiting room window. He could see the planes descending, landing and unloading; the engines switching
The beauty of grace
Isn’t grace a beautiful feature? Walking down a busy street, she barely touches you, but you can’t ignore her. Most people struggle to get where they want to be; avoiding
Those special people
We go through our lives, seeking our own truths; finding our own happiness, or at least fighting for it, one way or another. Through it all, we meet people, we
Pushing the planet!
Have you ever felt that pieces of your life are falling into their place? One by one, somehow they squeeze right where they are supposed to be, without your effort
Behind my eyes
Behind my eyes, you will find love. It has always been there, taking different forms, increasing and decreasing in strength; hiding sometimes and retreating in defense, but always tangible and
Who am I to be sad…
I’ve met a sad person today. I was introduced to her and shook her hand and everything seemed normal until I looked her in the eyes. My smiled faded at
Everything’s OK
– This is it, my friend…“ a soft, sweet voice said in my head. “ This is the moment of your death. – It can’t be…“ I replied with a smile
Plains of Africa…
The world is such a beautiful place. I’m sitting in a small Cessna flying over breathtaking African planes; numb from all the beauty beneath and above me. Can we really
We are not alone…
We are not alone. We are not isolated from each other. It is so wrong to see ourselves as something separate. We touch people around us with our actions, emotions
Last thought…
I was standing at the edge of the cliff; my thoughts clear for the very first time. The sun was rising behind me and the trees sprung long, hazy shadows
Snow and fire…
The world was a giant surface of white and I stood in the middle of it, surrounded by nothing but wind and snow. Suddenly the imaginary path I was following