When we get out of the glass bottle of our ego and when we escape like the squirrels in the cage of our personality and get into the forest again, we shall shiver with cold and fright. But things will happen to us so that we don't know ourselves. Cool, unlying life will rush in.… Continue reading Fill My Heart, Scotland
it starts with a walk around the neighborhood. i'll be home in a minute, carrying eternity in my hands. it starts with wondering what would happen if you carried your camera everywhere with you. what if you were that person? letting your shoulder get used to the burden and letting your heart get attached. you… Continue reading I’ll be home in a minute.