People with Ram
The past handful of months had felt
like an slow emerge out of an ocean of head games, I had set myself
to solve throughout the previous years. What began as a playful
exploration of the mind evolved over the years into a lasting state
of ever questioning and internal negotiation about what “I” was
and how I could tune in with my environment. What the Fitzgerald!,
these were and are potent questions and I was fortunate enough to
encounter and rediscover companions, who were of great service to my reflective
process, but the more I kept on insisting of asking, the more I
seemed to be solely by myself. Being alone - being one with all. I
didn't get the grip. Many teachings from all over the places tend to
encourage one not to give up on trying to solve these everyday
contradictions. Especially enticed by western and eastern mystic
traditions, I set out to live with the groups and individuals, who
concern themselves with answers to the questions mentioned above.
And what a time I had. My habit of traveling and the hunger for novelty led me to
experience, not only unknown regions of my mind, but also humans, who
were living so differently from what I had previously known in my
life that I started to get a taste of what I actually was looking
for.
Rock, Scissors, Paper, Stone.
Everything is possible.
Cheers and good day
The Entourage
