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