This is what a roadtrip is about: driving, and then be so lucky to drive alongside a beautiful sunset on a straight road, and… just having your dashboard camera rolling. The smooth sound of the engine running in cruise control mode, the wind, being almost alone, some cars and trucks passing on the highway, and the sun dancing with and through the trees: these are magical moments! This is also one of the historic battlefields of World War 2: The Falaise pocket, where the German Second Army was trapped by the Allied Forces, this gives this drive an extra emotional extra… For the History on this devastating battlefield see: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Falaise_pocket Last year I was on these roads too and I also made a video (only with ‘still’ pictures, see: http://youtu.be/9Bbk6deXpiM a remarkable set of coincidences happened there, but that’s always the case when ‘you have no roadplan, but only the road’…
Poetry In Motion
Power Of Flow
WombEnclosed I roam from star to star, I travel endlessly, I whisper and my breath unfolds behind me as a vale, a shooting star, a comet on its way and growing, growing with each lightyear passing by, O yes, there is much pleasure in this roaming , it is creation of a Master Plan and still this roaming is continuing, and when from time to time I reach the boundaries of my confinement, I feel a sudden shiver, as if some unseen hand is there to push me back, or could it be the vale behind that keeps on coming back, I wonder. So here I am, inside and out, no matter how the journey goes, there always will be worlds to enter and others then to leave behind, the roaming will continue , on and on, no ending, no beginning, so is the roaming in the Womb of Being, the cavern of His Master’s Plan.
Listen To The Music
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