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What is so beautiful about emptiness? Silence, Loneliness, Darkness, Hunger, ...

Bu bir isyan değil. Bu bir kabuldür. Bu bir başkaldırı değil, Bu teslimiyettir. Bu gözyaşları çaresizliğim değil, Bu senin çarendir. Bu bir gidiş değil, Bu bir geliş. Bu senin yokluğun değil, Bu senin varlığındır. Bu benim büyümem değil, Bu senin büyüklüğündür. Bu benim hak etmem değil, Bu senin rızandır. Bu benim değil, Bu senin sevgindir. ...

I am there, watching. Where the sun is rising. Slowly, how beautiful. Brings all the light and hope, Sunshine soon will cover me, All those colors, how magical. I feel alive and joyful. Soon, I will be filled with gratitude. My palm will celebrate. I will forget about loneliness. ...

Is where there is. Fear, Is caused by the picture with 7 uncomfortable differences, Heartbeat, Is a wave removing differences on the sand, Breath, Is wind following the wave, less effective Boredom, Is the border to what being run from Crying, Is water moving from known place to unknown Power and control, Is just fooling oneself until one can’t, Bravery, Is where both voice and act meet Love, Is arrival at a new place. Compassion, Is holding someone while they suffer, Talking, Is gossiping about life to another Thinking, Is gossiping to oneself Sleeping, Is not for the mind but the body, Darkness, Is not for the body but for the mind, Monk, Is the one tortured by their mind in sleep Smart, Is finding solutions to a puzzle many times, Genius, Is finding explanation to many puzzles at once Wise, Is neither, God, Is a product of a smart genius, Wisdom, Is the arrival of the loved one in a new scene. I, Is.

I know now, What I feel today, What I think today, Will not be same tomorrow, I know it happens, I don’t know how it happens, It gives me both, Comfort and uneasiness, It makes me feel both, Powerful and helpless, It fills me full of both, Fear and love, Hopelessness and curiosity, ...

I don’t want to be who I want to be, I want to be who I am, Who am I? ...

Leaves are following the same path as humans. ...

My heart is covered in ice Then I cry And now that is melting through my eyes ...

I am going to Germany from Belgium, using a German brand car on German speed-limitless roads. I am going from my known safe apartment to my unknown scary nature. I am carrying my excitement for unknown and my fear of unknown, in the same luggage. I left my boring known home in the trash bin, not recycled. My mind is still when I am fastest. ...

Imagine a box. A magical one. Anything can appear and disappear in this box. ...