Between wind and wind, between one tree and another, between waves and earthy calmness… between spoken and unspoken, dreams and nightmares; between this what loved and this what is forgotten… … somewhere there lives INSPIRATION. She is there. Waiting for … Continue reading


Somehow I know it exist. The Time. Mighty and scary… all those strange, so unnatural: seconds, minutes and hours, days, weeks and months… years and centuries. Growing old, changing, wrinkles and all those strange things… but also wisdom! Why we … Continue reading


Sometimes I just listen. And when I listen, I can hear. For most of you it is simple, and clear, but somehow I noticed, that people do listen, or maybe just pretend, but in fact hear nothing… … yeah, sometimes … Continue reading