Category: Stories
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floats
Humans don’t adapt to environments — we ship patches and make the environment adapt to us. © E n i s ∞ r song: Drift Dive – The Antlers The human is an improvisation animal.we are not made for water, not for air without pressure, not for heat, not for coldand yet we are everywhere.
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indigo
As long as your engine’s still running, you can keep up with the times for a long while. © E n i s ∞ r song: Indigo – Peter Gabriel
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make way
There’s always that imaginary Damocles sword — the judgement that hits you the moment you choose your own way.But this time, I’m tossing my imaginary hat into the air.It’s always just scraps for the seagulls. © E n i s ∞ r song: All I really Want – Alines Morissette Self-determination is choosing your own
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in your eyes
The world has moved forward, faster than your heart and your head can follow. © E n i s ∞ r song: Sun in Your Eyes – Grizzly Bear Sometimes life accelerates beyond your capacity to feel or to think and all you can do is breathe and take the next step.
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rock solid
Balance — it is never what they claim:as if once found, it would be fixed, immutable.No. It is always a tide: ebb and surge.Some days you are your own champion, and some days you become, unavoidably, the villain in someone else’s frame. I prefer to anchor peace to it — within those constant counter-currents —
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one world
Trading according to demandis the transmutationfrom abundance to scarcity. © E n i s ∞ r song: A wonderful Day In a One-Way World – Peter Gabriel Markets don’t discover scarcity — they manufacture it.
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re play
I see people do the most extraordinary things, pure creativity — musical, acting, writing, inventing. Most of it is simply play, pure experimentation. All these people have in common that they followed their passion to such a point that luck, and meeting the right people who granted them the benefit of the doubt, allowed them
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tying the knot
Handfasting Ceremony We humans love to bond with each other in love. Ancient wedding rituals exist to seal this.The Celtic way: Handfasting — also known as “tying the knot” — in which two lovers declare their bond of love by tying ribbons around each other’s hands in the presence of the nature gods. The rhythm
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trick or treat?
Halloween Secretly, we find ‘scary’ somewhat appealing. You know it doesn’t exist, but still, that kick of fear ripples through your veins, a thrill in itself. © E n i s ∞ r song: Lullaby – The Cure Beneath the mask a shadow creep, the monster smiles, waiting for midnight to awaken things that never
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cut and paste
So much is ‘cutting and pasting’. The unconscious connections to each other, both negative and positive. The energetic highway of transmitting and receiving. Let it flow or cut it lovingly? You are always protected in light and love. Namasté © E n i s ∞ r song: Paper Cuts – Broadcast
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transition
The thumping sound of rotor blades and the shrieking motor exhaust of a trauma helicopter flying low overhead. Just like everything in life, things can change suddenly. I briefly look up, a shiver runs through me; up there, someone might be fighting for their life. Close to the transition between life and the hereafter, like
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secondhand bookstore
As soon as you step over the threshold and the tinkling doorbell rings, you suddenly enter another dimension. Even the smell is different, vaguely musty like old paper. The atmosphere is quiet and weighty, as if heavy words or biting sentences are hanging in the air, each one vying for your attention. It’s the idea
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spirit
In fractions of a tenth of a second, something passes between my eyes, my mind, and the moment my finger presses the shutter. The most beautiful photos are the ones I took without knowing why — as if a higher power had taken over. © E n i s ∞ r song: Spirit In The
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twilight road
I had good conversations on the road where time rushed by in the twilight. Conversations about the role of men in our society, the rising emergence of AI, and the current, restless geopolitics. ‘In my head, I see an image of a man attentively looking into his rear-view mirror. He is shaving, while his electric
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in tune
A world not measured by time, but by vibrations. Every place has its own tone—low, high, pure, or distorted. Imagine the universe not made of matter, but of music fossilized in forms. © E n i s ∞ r song: Music as Medicine: Alzheimer’s – Aatom Peace through light and sound, passion with freedom, and