Imperfect
It happens to me often, and in places considered the most boring. Today it happens here.
Deliberate Imperfection
The art of dealing with mechanics and chaos.
To Be and Not to Be
I’m here and, at the same time, I’m not here already.
No Book
loved — too much — or messed up
If You Could Remember
You’d like something else — born of quiet — expertly forged
The Space Between Being and Doing
When doing, I need to be. When being, I need to do.
The Power of Silence
Seeing what matters, and being prepared for it, may require to see through some artifacts.
In the Land of Silence
Perennial chase — of goals without purpose
Switch
Suppose a moment — you could free yourself — to really breathe
It’s in the Silence
The resting body — The speechless me
— Nothing else