the rush

babamda boyleydi! millet white house'a gider. sen gel white horse'a!

In white horse. the punch line is that if you are looking for gold keep in mind: you will have to go through tons of dirt and sand if nothing else! will it be worth it?! thousands of men and women who felt the rush through their veins and climbed over the mountains to get here hundred years ago, will tell you: yes!

controversial

just like the distance from one to zero being equal to the distance from one to infinity the journey inward is as deep as the journey outward or to god. and some might argue even that both ends touch.

route

choices versus chances

chase

the demon to the pole

odd binomial distribution

the possibilities of witnessing different kinds of beauty no doubt would be infinite. may have not found the right combination for the key of the gate yet or maybe it is just not the time...but will know that it arrived, when asked to enter.

it was a dark stormy night. the tricky, tricky black sea filling the horizon. the wind was too strong and someone must have forgotten the sails up! in the morning i woke up my eyes to the blue and green! it is still a half mystery how i ended up coming from the dead sea to the pacific coast!

a reminder to a friend

"I think you are a very needed person by very many, and I think you should never settle for that which is not pulling you passionately towards itself"

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on the trail, an odd looking object: a battery from an alien brain!? on a sign post. total amusement to an iddle mind, it turned out to be some waxlike substance with some fake cherry smell, put it back there, turn 78 degrees to right, running, hands stretched to the sky, shouted, asking: what happened to the kind that would wet their lips on the back bone of a trout in the bottom of a river under thick sheet of ice!

only if time was a seat, inherited
from words and sentences
it could stretch as much as...

only if moment was a window, projected
to the future, carrying... with it
life could end without...

when

the river flows
until it reaches
the Ocean

with people, particularly with those you love, don't

calculate your answers to manipulate,
make the money an issue,
turn the relationship into a seesaw riding