Author: Enisoor
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Mobility
Real mobility is the dance of the soul, not the steps of the body, but the willingness to flow with change and embrace new directions. © E n i s ∞ r song: The Sheltering Sky – Alva Noto
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mystery to me
Change is a different wallpaper on the wallTaste a different dishBeing in a new environmentThe smell of something newI caress an unknown landscapeEverything is different and upside downI feel like I’m alive againAn exciting different coloryour body is a mystery to me. © E n i s ∞ r song: Long Light – Lusine You
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new perspective
It’s never a mistake to see things from a new perspective, to let go of what no longer serves you. In that release, you’ll find freedom. © E n i s ∞ r song: I Feel You – Depeche Mode
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Finding the light switch
I have postponed the past, callable in black and white.Just fragments of events on my journey through life.For me they stirred wonder:‘what does it mean to be human’? © E n i s ∞ r song: Darker Side of You – Rosie Doonan Life — it is but a flash and a grain of sand
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september
September 1st and the first starlings are already swarming in the air, for me a sign that autumn has begun, but there is no sign of it standing still. © E n i s ∞ r song: Orpheus – David Sylvian You can stand still, but giving your soul a voice is already progress
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inner worlds
On the swaying train, I watch houses rush past.
Each window revealing living rooms and spaces,
each with its own story.I find myself realizing, almost without thought: we all carry an inner world alongside the outer one.
Micro, macro
a universe within a universe.
 A honeycomb of inner worlds we call home. © E n i s ∞ r
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strings
Nowadays I whistle when I workI repair broken stringsmostly from myselfWhat is meant for me never pass me by. © E n i s ∞ r song: First Transformation – Loscil In the silence of the web, the spider teaches us: every thread is a choice, every pattern a lesson, and within the weaving lies
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The Sea Within
Who dares to diveinto the unlit depths of the self? Who dares to facethe great shadow waiting there? Who dares to lift the bladeagainst the monster within,to sever its head,to hear the truthstripped bare of all disguise? Illusions forced upon us,assumptions turned inward like knives. Cherish your own beingit asks for no peaks to conquer,no














