Wherever you go, there you are, or, as Fernando Pessoa says in The Book of Disquiet: “The traveling is the traveler itself. We do not see what we see; we see what we are…there is no other landscape beside our inner selves”. And let us admit (no offense here) that this landscape can be sometimes quite barren and depressing. Maybe that is why sometimes we need to surround ourselves with majestic trees; forests that still harbor an amazing diversity of wildlife; rivers where the pink dolphins are still resurfacing as the sun slowly makes its way down.
Wherever you go there you are. But also, if you manage to forget about yourself for a little while, there is the world.
Bon voyage!
Laura Balázs Johnson
ILY mondta,
november 27, 2008 @ 1:23 de.
Like the writing and the pictures!
Iványi Ákos mondta,
január 15, 2009 @ 7:18 de.
Hi Laura!
Nice to “hear” about you after so many years…
I hope you write more about your life. A suppressed part of my self always evies those who chose the unsure way, to go and discover the world. I always read their stories with pleasure.