“You have been here, you don’t know since when. You have never been born and you are not going to die, because to die means from someone you suddenly became no one. From something, you suddenly became nothing. Nothing is like that. Even when you burn a piece of cloth, it will not become nothing. It will become the heat that penetrates into the cosmos. It will become smoke that rises into the sky to become part of a cloud. it will become some ash that falls to the ground that may manifest tomorrow as a leaf, a blade of grass, or a flower. So there is only continuation.”
It’s weird, but maybe the further away you are, the more patriotic you’ll feel.
Because you realise that while home may not be perfect, Home is still Home.
My take on the recent Vivid Sydney Festival.
They are amazing works of art and music, but oh my gosh, the crowds. We simply evacuated after catching the necessary glimpses of the lights..
I’m glad to give my first shot of the year to you!