introduce you to my blogging and life 
01
20
2006
And the devil in black dress watches over
My guardian angel walks away
Life is short and love is always over in the morning
Black wind come carry me far away
Quotes: Hunting for a glimpse of genius in the words of others. No better time to remember that words are ideas, and ideas are things.
11
05
2005
« A great piece of art is composed not just of what is in the final piece, but equally important, what is not. It is the discipline to discard what does not fit - to cut out what might have already cost days or even years of effort - that distinguishes the truly exceptional artist and marks the ideal piece of work, be it a symphony, a novel, a painting, a company or, most important of all, a life. »
[From a Jim Collins article]
09
09
2005
05
27
2005
I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer.
Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration.
I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me.
And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path.
Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain. 
[Bene Gesserit Litany]
From Belgium,03
08
2005
Here’s a wonderful text that was sent to me by a friend. It echoes my opinion that the destination isn’t so important, it’s the ride that counts. Thanks Julie!
... I would like to beg you, ... to have patience with everything unresolved in your heart and to try to love the questions themselves as if they were locked rooms or books written in a very foreign language. Don’t search for the answers, which could not be given to you now, because you would not be able to live them. And the point is, to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps then, someday far in the future, you will gradually, without even noticing it, live your way into the answer.
[From a translation of Letters to a Young Poet,
Rainer Maria Rilke]
»03
03
2005
Since I’ve already begun the day with a quote, I’ll let Duke Leto summarize the essence of this entry about leaving the Rock: I’ll miss the sea, but a person needs new experiences. They jar something deep inside, allowing him to grow. Without change, something sleeps inside us, and seldom awakens... The sleeper must awaken.
[From the classic Dune]
03
03
2005
02
23
2005
)arrowA couple of weeks ago, Flyingfish wished me Godspeed! with my coming journey. It stayed with me. I love the expression. It smells of travels and adventure. As says Jack Sparrow, pardon me, CAPTAIN Jack Sparrow in the last scene,
Now, give me that horizon.
So I’m seriously considering renaming the blog Godspeed. But since this can’t always be about me, myself and I, I’ll ask for opinions on the matter. Anybody out there?
... But why is the rum gone?
02
23
2005
It was the 3rd of September, 1994. I was standing on a dock in Guam. In the darkness of a cool dawn, a suitcase at my feet, I was watching the largest sailing vessel in the world, which I had called home for a year, depart slowly for Saipan. Without me. A piece of my heart was sailing away, too, and I was so worried that I might have made the wrong decision.
Leaving is easy. Leaving for the right reasons seems a little harder. And now, over ten years later, I’m leaving again. There is no doubt in my mind, this time. I have made the right choice. A choice that will be heavy with consequences, but unavoidably logical. My time has come. I have exhausted the rewards of being here, and I need those of being there instead. Except I still don’t know where there will be. I only know that whatever I’m looking for, it is unlikely to present itself in Little Cayman.
As Harrison Ford says it so well in « Six Days, Seven Nights »,
It’s an island, babe. If you didn’t bring it here, you won’t find it here.
So let’s embark on a new adventure, carefully yet carelessly...
It’s a dangerous business, Frodo, going out of your door,« he used to say. »You step into the Road, and if you don’t keep your feet, there is no knowing where you might be swept off to.
And
The Road goes ever on and on
Down from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
And I must follow, if I can,
Pursuing it with eager feet,
Until it joins some larger way
Where many paths and errands meet.
And whither then? I cannot say.
The Road goes ever on and on
Out from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
Let others follow it who can!
Let them a journey new begin,
But I at last with eager feet
Will turn towards the lighted inn,
My evening-rest and sleep to meet.
J R R Tolkien
02
19
2005
Sometimes I feel like Gollum, forever fleeing the burning brightness of the Sun. We endlessly seek its heat only to find our skin aging, our eyes blinded and shadows flattened.
There’s no worse light for photography then a bright noon sunlight. Over it I’ll always choose a late afternoon’s warm nuances and lazy shadows.
I wish there was a way to record a moonlight’s rendition of the world. When all the cats are grey, when men are equal, when corruption sleeps and music prevails.
I’ve borrowed a few words from the Finnish band Nightwish:
Will be desired by a night
A moment for the poet’s play
Until there’s nothing left to say...
I wish for this nighttime
To last for a lifetime
The darkness around me
Shores of a solar sea...
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