I AM TIRED OF BEING TREATED LIKE UNTERMENSCH. But this is not the only problem.

“Nowadays, anyone who wishes to combat lies and ignorance and to write the truth must overcome at least five difficulties. He must have the courage to write the truth when truth is everywhere opposed; the keenness to recognize it, although it is everywhere concealed; the skill to manipulate it as a weapon; the judgment to select those in whose hands it will be effective; and the running to spread the truth among such persons.”

 -Bertold  Brecht

In my widest fantasy I couldn’t imagine that my biography will also include these lines but this does not mean that I am not going through bitterness of these lines sober, honest and faithful to my upbringing, personal philosophy and to consequences of my practice of life in general, as usual. It also does not mean that what happened to me is a wonder. It is not.

It is a picture of a very complex and messy society in these speedy days, and some past days, I guess.

The wider fantasy the better understanding.

Many of you have been sitting in your office spending eight or ten hours daily at work, or been working some other jobs but I have practiced the yogic techniques daily the same hours or more for years and, as you suppose I have gained huge experience on it, the same as you did doing your work. It is normal. This experience I am sharing with people for years.

In the past years I did not have much luck to find the right place where I will teach the things I live and love. After undercooled and moldy places that I have rented for the past years, I have been over happy when at the end of 2014 I found a cozy, warm and overall calm place for all those who were willing to exercise powerful yogic breathing techniques and body postures, as well as listen about the science of Yoga. The place where I can warmly welcome all people, no matter what nationality, profession, colors or label of pants, numbers of bank accounts, children, or cars. This place is a public place, we have no secrets, and everyone can see us (just a few weeks ago we have been photographed in a body posture called Dog where my buttocks was showing toward the camera, though). People coming to this place are kind of holly to me because they want to work on themselves in different ways and because they show me their trust which in these days almost died out. Trust is the base for love, which is the purpose of life. Without love we are definitely and finally dead.
These people are a real gift for my heart and breath for many years and I have protected them in many ways as good as I could.
This is the main reason why you are reading these lines right now.

Seven months I have been patient, calm and I was teaching the best I could in pretty exhaustive conditions.

But time, as a split between two endpoints, has shown that neither place nor people behind its facade are nice as their exterior is.

– Bertold Brecht

Wanted to teach Yoga I messed up namely with part of society called elite, in this case with the successful businessmen who are running a couple of companies and organizations that left behind some historical character known by doing some good stuff for one part of society but also wearing the uniform of the SS being active in time of Hitler Youth. Some of the origins of this historical character were saying that East Europeans are not humans but animals. The elite even has own page in the WIKIPEDIA. They also had a profile message telling us that everything has its time.

Even though, many times up to now, I have been forced to declare myself of which nationality I am, whether by those who are working on “human destinies” on the paper or by others, this writing is NOT about THEY and WE. This separation is what makes people the robotic-like walking dead. My diapason reaches much beyond diapason of a walking dead.

But the people I messed up with do make a distinction between PEOPLE and out of this reason I will put them in fat cursive because they are big and heavy people.

This story is written from my personal experience and no one can nullify or judge in how many languages and where I will write about because experience cannot fade away, in contrary, it can create greater challenge and courage, strength of heart and mental capacity to live.

In short.
They, Herr XX and Frau XY.
And me.

Wanted to set up one of the rooms for Thai Massage and Foot Reflexology which I am trained in, I faced a humidity in the walls.
I have contacted the owners.
they have no time right now, they will contact me later.
– me: OK, but to let you know that the room has a lack which has a consequence on the health of my students and my teaching.

A professional and responsible investigation of the walls done by the professional and responsible craftsman. The humidity detector shows 154 digits.
– me: my knowledge and insight in several sciences and over all my unrestrained conscience demands, asks and desires renovation of the walls as fast as possible.
they: pick the dehumidifier up and do not switch it off.
– me: I will of course use the dehumidifier but the dehumidifier will not solve the crux of the problem. It is about danger for the lungs, heart and nervous system of PEOPLE. Please, contact me, some questions are waiting to be answered.
they: will gladly talk about it but later, now they are on holiday.
– me: OK, but it has been three weeks since I am waiting. The room is out of use. It is dangerous and concerns the health of my students, as well my financial existence.
A talk by phone.
they: why don’t you close the door of the room (read: hide the reality from the others) or simply paint the wall and continue to work in the room?
– ?!?

they came to see the wall personally (two months later).

To arrange time for this appointment took a lot of energy from me because it has been very hard for the ego of XX to accept that to meet in a room when my students are inside is simply not possible.
Their notice: the cause for the lack is me because I don’t ventilate and heat the school properly. And I also used a fat paint.
– my appeal and cry to recognize me and all of us as human beings: ignored.

I wrote a long letter explaining my origin in short, my feeling of being a villain in front of all those who are coming to my school to exercise yogic breathing and body techniques, as well my opinion.
– reaction: ignored.
Only the profile message telling that everything has its time was gone immediately after I wrote the letter. Indeed.
Otherwise no change. Whatsoever.

they will release their current house management and let me know when the new one comes.

“When someone shows you who they really are, believe them the first time.”
Maya Angelou

– a meeting, a very special one, indeed. Conversation not possible, only a monologue.
Loads of humiliation, giving blame, manipulation, belittling, minimizations.

I have never ever seen such frozen jaw and never felt such ice-cold eyes that spread such hate before. I have never experienced such coldness and manipulation. The point finger was directed to me (but the four other fingers to the heart of them). There is no dialog, only a monologue. No one has any right to say anything. Well, it is of course just a seemingly thing because I never guarantee my silence, either.
The only gesture came from this person that might seem like a feeling was the question do I feel well in the rented space. As usual, I was not given time to fully answer and to express myself, instead I was kindly offered to leave if I do not feel well. The fingers of this speaking person were showing to the entrance door of this little jet serious Hatha Yoga School I run. All fingers were showing in one direction this time.
With help of my spirit (call it mentality if you want), upbringing and unrestrained conscience I jet manage to express some of my feelings and thoughts. I have been warned to stop, otherwise their lawyer will have some more cases to work on.

What amazed me most is, what a thrive it must be in you when you are shaking my hands after you turned your back to my face several times and watched me with most possible hatred treating me like a rat?

– assumption, some investigations, all in all, hours of pointless work that took hours of my precious time and energy away and brought loads of uncertainty in my and the life of others.
Since then we have got many written and spoken lies and blame. One of the ideas for the blame was that I am teaching breathing exercises in this space and this is how the space became humid. Not written indeed but spoken.

MARCH 2017
The question came from the right person for once: who, actually had the idea to make an office out of this basement and to rent it to whom: PEOPLE.


Many lies and lacks came up which need to be checked out…


Evil always goes in pair.

A ruthless behavior of a land-lord of the flat I am living in who prohibited me to write emails on the weekend and other things, were, in contrast to this case where I am running a public place where I am dedicated teaching Yoga, humiliating but easy to fix. I have been reading the famous German book of Civil Code, a so called BGB, a book about citizen rights which was copied all over the world because of its “correctness and deepness” as the world says, for months. But there is no solution in the book for the late case. The judge is the only one who will decide who will be the winner and looser. And of course, if the judge is of the same political party as the famous political clients sitting in front of him, you little one and your right to teach breathing techniques in a room free of humidity are gone.

As one EX Yugoslavia’s singer said, in earlier times, the psychopaths were living at a clinic today they are running complete countries.

Many people like to come to my classes because they feel my serenity and calmness, many said and I felt. When you are born as a tween under the star of natural unity, brought up not to make a difference between people and when you have open hands and heart, it is very hard to stay calm and serene being part of dirty games played by those who are at any price blowing up one’s own profit disregarding others.

Collage of methods and concepts in the Zeitgeist

The past several months brought many sleepless and restless nights to me because I was powerless to show the truth, to fight against huge manipulations and lies simultaneously preparing my high respected students and myself that we will soon stay without this space and our classes. There is a huge responsibility in all this.
The first days of the game I still believed that I and my responsibility will be taken for serious. This happened a few months later when the society of tenants rights wrote a letter. “It is not true, I just wanted to contact you!”. This kind of treating is really very exhaustive. In the past months I haven’t been a dedicated teacher to my students like I was all these years. Once I even collapsed in front of them (yes, me).
Since the first day of this game till Christmas 2016 I had no free day and weekend because I was enslaved by emptying the dehumidifier which was filled up in only one night, every single day because if I did not, the mold would grow in a minute, in a space where I am teaching very strong and powerful breathing exercises while the triumph of the society very diligently was informing me about their holidays. They were twitted about me back then just like they are twitting about me now reading this lines.

The idea that my students are guilty because they are breathing in this space and all these games which bounced me up and down, and the reaction of my ineradicable conscience (call me ” shitty emotional Ausländer” if you are unable to find a better word, I already forgave you long time ago because I don’t know for other life), at one point have paralyzed one side of the brain and one arm (yes, mine).

A Conceptual Thinker Thinks About World In Transit

By the way,


Thanks for the tip but I have some more clever things to do right here and right now.




Even though I have had protection and support by the society for the tenant rights I was alone in this game as emotional human all past months. This society as well as everyone else who does not work for (a new expression is “with” them, untrue) them, has been offended by their tongues, jaws and eyes.

They negated their spoken words. Their deputies kept working second-hand work and hiding the truth. And, by good luck of my students therewith mine, we are somehow still together.

But, my most personal wish is to stay far away from these games and their bad energies as soon as possible and to continue to serve humanity the best I can, here or there. Well, if I don’t do that then my mother and father died for nothing. In the German society, which is mostly a systems of cold formalities and rules, it would only be possible in the case of my death, so says the paragraph and people are paragraphs these days.

However, there are always kinds of free-style variations, rarely happen but happen. How imprisoned I will be in this game it only depends how often these people and their deputies will press the “repeat!” button and exercise their skills whether inherited or not.

They will continue to lie and manipulate more and better and I will keep telling the truth and teaching more and better. Malice has always been a very fruitful challenge to the power of goodness.


Because it is about survival strategies, mine, yours, of your children and the future of the entire World which in its deepest interior craves to live in peace. We are all part of the World even the walking dead are part of the World but they are a bit different because they are the walking dead. When there is no respect and love between us, we are completely and finally dead. So dead that neither Earth nor Heaven notice our walk.

People who only see the facade of their castles of course dont want to know about the sensibility of the bricks. They/they will celebrate Jesus but trample on the efforts and humiliate hands of builders. Germany is two classes society: those who shine but does not make their hands dirty, another who thinks, makes, and moves, indeed being more and more exhausted by the power of the shiny ones.

The fragile Zeitgeist

People are still silent, the better place at work, more polished flats, marriages or cars they have, the more they are silent.

Collective depression, anxiety, sorrow and discontentment are still under control, but it will not take too long before these emotions will reach the maximal point.

Even though still in fragments, each country on the World is in this moment facing the inside War and, as everything is interlaced always and ever, each country of the world is involved in Word War 3, still in fragments indeed. But even the masters of the programing are losing their control of the still tiny fragments slowly but surely and we will not have to wait for long when the quietness of the masses explodes.

“Any intelligent fool can make things bigger, more complex, and more violent. It takes a touch of genius — and a lot of courage — to move in the opposite direction.”
– Einstein

Think, humans, and react! Thinking is allowed.



So, if these people, drunk with authority, what ever authority may mean, are exercising lies, manipulation, and selfishness every day sitting in their castles or offices same numbers of hours as you or me are doing our work, I am thinking about this kind of Germany asking myself, Quo Vadis Germany, and whom you are going to follow to?


There is no such thing in Germany these days and people like me who are coming from so-called Second World, because of the sorrow they have experienced in their World, can see the so-called First World with much more opened eyes then the citizens of the First World.

In Germany, expression of feelings and thoughts are kept under very good control. There are many reasons for this but in this place I will not be occupied with the nature of this even though I have been thinking about this extremely interesting appearances for years because I see it as a big phenomena which exist in no other country in the World. In Germany, hence, the acting has to be soft in order not to injure feelings of others. Many times, if not always you have to be very polite and formal – because the language is very polite and formal – saying the things that you don’t really feel and think. I am very happy to speak this language, it is of course a treasure to speak several languages, but what I am saying is told by my feeling, experience and the reaction of my brain on this language. What is considered as normal communication in every other society except maybe in Japan, in Germany it is considered as insulting. You have to be very careful what you are saying because behind every spoken word, could come a punishment because Germany is jet a rule-system. And if one knows only living in a paragraph-system, living under threat and punishment, one will maybe feel oneself  “sure and secure” but the control and threat will be the way that people are treated among themselves in everyday life not even noticing it because it became a pattern in the brain. That makes me so sad. Holding back of emotions and expression is very often the reason why most of the population have problems with thyroid gland because the thyroid gland is situated between reason and emotions, it is connected with the expression and the expression needs its space. If the speech and expressions are steadily kept under whether inside or outside control it is normal that the thyroid gland will suffer. This of course does not mean that those who are controlling the mind and the way of expressions of others are perfectly healthy.

The more material goods (not to be confused with spiritual or soul goods which are for these unachievable) people posses, the more power and threats they use. My persistently telling that the place I have rented is not a place for torturing human beings but a place where human beings learn to expand the capacity of their lungs, life forces, heart and mind almost brought me to court.

“Wer die Wahrheit nicht weiß, der ist bloß ein Dummkopf. Aber wer sie weiß und sie eine Lüge nennt, der ist ein Verbrecher.”

“A man who doesn’t know the truth is just a fool, but a man who knows the truth and calls it a lie is a villain.”

Well, Bertold Brecht said this in the first half of the 20. Century.
I expressed myself in the same manner some weeks ago, in the same country in 21. century and I have been forewarned to shut up because I could end up at court.

So, gentlemen, so-called elite, I am a citizen of humanity. Should I excuse myself for that?


Then you have one utopian belief more.

There are neither emotions nor reason in the world of court and law. The judge also lives in another World and he also does not want to know about the builder of the facade, as a dear being said, by profession a jurist.

Reason, brothers and sisters, guided by the natural cosmic laws is the only court.
If I say reason I really mean Reason not illusion or imagination of lower minds whether controlled or the mind of those who sit in a well padded controlling chair giving a command.

Poor society is the one governs by the ruling system and not by the reason. Remember, logic is not reason. What will be logical for one box behind the two eyes will not be logical for the other box behind other two eyes. The open mind counts, only. Open mind means open heart.

Avoid coming to the courts and law by using reason, given only to the humans.

“The only truth that gets through will be what we force through: the victory of reason will be the victory of people who are prepared to reason, nothing else.”

-Bertold Brecht


The difference is that I am simply talented to learn from every single nation what I never want to be when I grow up, and talented to live the best of each and every nation.

Another difference that I am aware of my mistakes and my prison and they are not.

My prison will end when my contract ends, but the advanced prisoners will stay imprisoned.

When my contract ends I will be free to build my castle made of beauties, because I am just a beginner prisoner. If you know to build the castle of beauties you are not a prisoner.

When my contract ends, they will continue to build much bigger castles made of ashes, because they are advanced prisoners. The time maybe works for them by getting the rent, but brings other accounts which have to be fixed.

However, I call the difference “slightly” because the opportunity for uploads of consciousness are endless these days. That’s why. Miracles happen.

-Bertold Brecht

I am writing this text after seven months asking for the right to teach Yoga in human conditions, on the threshold of the seventh year of teaching experience.
So, lets us imagine that the children of them in seven years time become LAWYERS, for instance.

Which kind of law they will apply to? And to whom?
Whom they will learn from?
And who is going to show them the road and to give them the right walking shoes for the path? And which side of the path they should take?
Who is going to tell them that they should take of the heavy boots, because collective depression, anxiety, sorrow and discontentment are still under control, but it will not take too long before these emotions will reach the maximal point?
Who is going to teach them to see the things as they really are and to talk the truth?
Who is going to tell them that the facade is a mask shown in the society and if they have nothing to offer from inside they will remain only a mask.
Who is going to tell them that a WC seat with soft closing mechanism is neither beauty nor a basic value but just a new mechanism that gets rid of same old needlessness just softer?
Who is going to tell them that they are much more than the sum of the total of their material possessions?
Who is going to teach them to treat all people equally well, not just the selected ones?
These children will never learn what freedom, basic values, wealth and equality is.
Will they know what safety really means?
And these children are your future chefs.

Maybe we all came from the same tree but we didn’t eat the same fruits.

Brothers and sisters, If hypocritical human code continues, there will be no change in human consciousness given only to humans, indeed.
Think about your digestion, humans.

“The real problem is in the hearts and minds of men. It is easier to denature plutonium than to denature the evil spirit of man.”

– Einstein

I hope you understand now why Being Treated Like Untermensch makes me tired indeed but why it is not the only problem.


Those walls are walls, the forms made of concrete, a stuff composed of water, sand, cement and gravel. Today they are walls tomorrow they could be ash. Ashes or walls, they have been there long before I came to get them known, or before they came into their possession. No one will take those walls with. The only thing what will stay after us is the essence. The only thing what counts when we leave is the essence. Always and forever.

Even though more people today are going to Yoga classes with the towel on their neck than without, the essence was and always be what many of Yogas talk about. About the essential values. But, in these days when brain washing in many fields is taking over rapidly and very successfully and when poor Yoga is rapidly approaching the final point of time of degenerated Yogis, this kind of teachings on Yoga has no place. I am somehow sure that the time will come again when people like me who are talking and teaching about the essence and about all what humans makes wonderful beings, will have to do it secretly. Because maybe the ethics grow but the sanity of human goals and values is sinking rapidly. It’s a mess.

They also have been somewhere taking the Yoga class. Just saying.


Dear children, whether indigo, made of porcelain or growing up wearing pink glasses on the eyes, never forget the purpose why you came to the Earth as a human. Inside of you there is a column it is called a spinal column and this column has two ends, one in the Brain and another is the lower part of human existence. Give all your life to move your consciousness from the animal level up to the highest human level. The guide is your heart, keep it clean. Open your thinking. Everything is possible.

Be good and do good. It is all only your personal effort.
Some day your parents will die like me or people around you and no one will take castles or walls with. The only what remains are deeds of your parents, and your upbringing. Benevolence is a privilege given to the humans, never forget this.

Insert all your effort to see the things as they really are, even if you are growing up between the two-conic-boxwoods-on-the-side-one-round-in-the-middle-mentallity.

Living located at a huge distance from others and the reality it will bring you very far away from human race. Insert all effort to learn to treat all people equally. Otherwise you will stay social isolated in your cocoon and be very lonely. Your money can’t heal your loneliness.
The far off the malice, hate and abasement is from you, the more beauty is in you.

It is never too late to catch the missing points in life because all illusions including money will someday fade away. Even the cocoon of Großmannssucht is just a form which will someday fade away. Großmannssucht is a German expression for craving for status.

Only beauty remains.

Experience cannot fade away, in contrary, it can create greater challenge and courage, strength of heart and mental capacity to live.

Practice benevolence, brothers and sisters, not malice.

Thanks for reading.

Bye, I’m going now to finish up a new passepartout.

In truth and respect,

Master of Arts.
Immune on remote control, hence master of all tools.

Gustavus Is Daubind


Beside many wonderful colorful moments in my life I also have experiences which belong to the light-dark version of the existence. It is normal.

This a story from my personal experience living right here and right now, in this reality, bright, lighter, grey, darker, dark.

So, alike million of people all over the World I am also a tenant (not the subtenant).
This is a true story about my attribute „sub“, something like sub human. And as I am part of the society this is a story which mirrors the society. A story looks apparently like a very surfaced story but unfortunately there is a huge deepness in it.

Place: Germany, one of the most technically developed countries in the World.
Time: now and here.

First just a few words about me:
I grow up in a family with lots of love.
I was brought up not to lie, not to steal („just try to steal and I will cut your fingers off”, the father, a soldier in soul and at service), to be good and do good. Ok, to seduce I taught myself by simple living and high thinking ;).
I started to work when I was 17 when I had to work to earn money for my summer holiday and my first job was to clean the windscreens at the gasoline station. It was so funny and I liked it so much. I left without parents when I was nineteen (actually I left without one parent in fact but in reality without both) and since that age I had to work if I wanted to survive. Until I was thirty I have changed over thirty different jobs, which I never understood really as jobs but as play (this blog has the name dancing Lila). After I was thirty I lost count but until that age I was working in bars, I was washing dishes, I was working with children, as a gallery custodian, as a little chef in one of the Sumer Festival in Budva in Montenegro, as a seller, as a painter, as a maid, as a designer, as a street seller, as a drawing teacher, as a book seller, as a assistant of a costume designers (in ex Yugoslavia the costume design assistants really do assist at the costume designing and not make coffees for the chefs like in Germany)… and I was also working as a cleaning woman.
I am a master of patience.
I am not here to spread hate.
I did not come here to bring any damage to anyone and anything on the world.
I am 48 today and I personally wrote the website www.yogajagat.com
I am a natural born admirer of beauty in humans.
I was brought up not to make a difference between people.
I was brought up to keep the environment and myself always clean and tidy.
And I also very much enjoy to live in a chastity, cleanness and purity.

So the places where I live, is it a tent, a place on the beach, a rented room or a flat I all keep clean. Even when I sleep in a car I keep the car tidy, well otherwise I would waste lots of time searching for the things in a messy car and so I would miss much nicer things. Someone said to me once my flat looks sterile, no, it is clean, not sterile.
To come into the flat you have to use stairs and I also keep those stairs clean and tidy. Not once I was a cartoon character from my childhood, a Gustav(us) who is daubind, so started to clean the stairs in front of my door I ended in a backyard.

But some years ago a landlord was ringing at the door:
„You are not cleaning the stairs and if you don’t clean the stairs I will have to find a cleaning woman and you will have to pay it!!!“
„I do clean the stairs. How do you know I don’t?“
„I know! My workers are putting trash in the corners!“
„Ahh, that’s you? Well, if you put trash in the corners after I clean, come and clean the trash. I am not going to do that after you.“
The woman got red, her speech was stuttered. It happened to me many times to see people in front of me stuttered and many times I just felt sorry for these people so I simply hugged them. But that time I didn’t.

I (and the soul I live with) used many of my (our) known techniques to keep the situation at the noble level: to seduce talking friendly and polite, to talk from the heart and to talk the truth, to forgive. But somehow since that speech she never referred to me again verbally.
Once indeed we met in the house when I was cleaning the stairs during renovation of the flat a floor under ours. Huge clouds of dust were coming into the stairway and in our lungs. The lungs are something like holly to me and I teach very old and powerful breathing techniques in a school I run. Our landlord has a messenger in a male issue and this person told me with big laughs on his face that my work is not worth for because the dust will come again.
„For those who have no idea about lungs and hearts it is certainly not worth of it. There is something what is called health, Herr Messanger, that’s why it is worth.“ I said.
He left with no word.

She started to write the threatening messages and letters which I (we) also did ignore thinking: „let it, a person who is rather a demon full of hate and malice than a human has a huge missing of love and tenderness. Who knows which family she grew up in.“ Keep silent, the silence will keep the harmony.
But, I am working and paying to this woman to live in (her) apartment.
As a sub human.
And the silence made my landlord not really hilarious.
And if you don’t rise your voice the change will never come.

My landlord’s way of communication is that of threat. She simply does not know other ways. Threat is the only way. Sometimes she uses three exclamation marks, sometimes six and sometimes only one. She likes to write us massages. On the floor under us an old couple was living. They didn’t like foreigners and they were very sincere to their passion. They used to blame me for every possible and impossible things and our landlord was in a good communication with that old couple. So I was thinking, maybe a landlord is acting in that manner because I am a Ausländer.
Not really.
A female lord, like all the lords of the machinery, wants to control everything and everyone. She namely has power. Power is money and I am a little tenant.
So my noble techniques of seducing had no sense any more and I had to become a member of the society of tenant’s right. In Germany this society works pretty good. The tenants actually have many rights.
Some weeks ago I begun to read about those rights, well, you can’t imagine which laws exist in Germany. So for example if one pigeon on the balcony makes poop you will not have right on rent reduction. But if you have more than eight you do.

Unbelievable what laws do exist. But, they work.


Mother, father, where are you now? Human race of this kind, where are you going to?

On the picture you see are written the same words our landlord repeats already for years. With one exception this time though. I (we) now have prohibition to put any thing on the stairs in front of our door. We have been also warned that our case will be handed over to a lawyer. A prohibition we got because we were asking why our additional coast were much higher than last year… Those three dots talk not only about me but of thousands of people all over Germany right now.


Now, the thing is that I have many plants which in summer for many past years live on the balcony (the balcony is reserved only for the plants not for chairs and us) and in winter: at the stairs in front of the flat door.

You want to come to visit me in a small flat with more than 100 plants in it? :). You are more than welcome.

Heart burning alive.

But, a lord has the right by the law. The law says that the stairs have to be kept free for emergency exit.
The only thing is that the place where our plants live in winter several years already and which can be used by the only one tenant who lives on the next floor, leads into the cupboard.

Now, I am not the only member of the society for tenant’s rights. There are more than 50,000 tenants in only one society in the city which needs protection from their landlords.
In my widest imagination I couldn’t imagine what the lords are able to do to their little slaves.

Searching for a flat right now in Cologne looks like this:
in one day there will be more than 70 requests to visit a flat. The flats are in the most cases rented by the agencies. In Germany you are a piece of paper so if you are lucky to be called to visit the flat, you will have to bring a paper with the main informations about your nationality, your salary in detail and so on. If you like the flat, you will send the further request with more informations about you to the agency. Often there will be very degrading questions in the request. You don’t need to answer the questions but if you don’t the next will do and you are out of the game. The agency will then proceed the papers to the landlord who will than look over the papers and choose three favorite papers. If you are lucky to be between three favorite papers, you will be called for interview. This will be the first time for you and the landlord to see each other.
After six months I (we) have been selected for interview. I even don’t know what the name of the landlord is but he was asking me many questions, many extremely humiliating questions. At least he was expecting me to answer those. This is of course my personal experience it’s not generally. At least I want to believe it is not.

Right now searching for a flat in all bigger cities in Germany is a real brutality. It is built at every little empty space and the prices of new flats, for rent or to buy, are unbelievable for your own eyes, at least for us common tenants.
It is not true anymore that pets are welcome in German flats, in almost all announcement you will read that pets are not welcome.
The fight for a flat became a huge brutal competition. And like in every brutality the most human values will sooner or later be replaced with hate, malice, intolerance, extreme selfishness.
Competition on one side.
Power on another.

The only thing what we can do is not to sell our soul and become demons ourselves full of hate and malice.
Be strong and faithful to your nicest human values and to colors of your soul.
Only nice values count.
Now and then.
Here and now, needed more than ever.
Never give up of your wonderful human values.


A Winter Fairy Tale


It all has begun at the end of the ice age…


And then came humans and their needs.

And then the atlantic climate and its wind and rain.

And so a cuddly blanket of a little ancient rootless but enduring sphagnum has originated…

One of the three last places of this kind on our nice planet, the High Fens, a Belgium sister of Siberian and Canadian raised bog family…


A winter life of the High Fens…


… at the highest point of Belgium with all the 694 m above sea level and its silence, indeed if you don’t hear me falling in a bog. 🙂

All in all, a nice witnessing of the whiteness and its language…


Behind every strong man stands a strong woman

Long time ago the things on Earth were simple.
There were One And All Land and One And All Water.
There was wind and only some ferns, far relatives of today’s Ginko Biloba, conifers and some more plants which produce seeds.
The little swimmers which possess highly developed sense organs felt also very well in One Water.
There were no humans.
Some meteors came down from the the sky, some volcanos have released strange gases, there was a big catastrophy and a big climate change killed most of life on the planet.


…are  230 millions years old, they emerged in the Mesozoic Era, in the Triassic episode of the Earth when Pan Gaia broke up and the little inhabitants of the Panthalassa left their houses in the rocks for ever. But the fishes, pines, yew, firs, redwood, ferns luckily for us survived the Big Dying.

The Berchtesgaden Alps are situated a bit in Bavaria and a bit in Austria and there, there is a rocky family:


The Wimbach Valley under the Watzmann West Face:


The route to the Wimbach Hut:


Watzmann, The West Face

Watzmann, The West Face


The Big Watzmann with his 2713m highness is the third (some say the second) highest giant in Germany and is in a good mood for climbers and hikers all over the year even covered with snow. It’s a man ;).

The Watzmann Wife, 2307m, is not easy to reach and you can climb this female peak only in spring and summer. Of course there are always some kind of supermen. In between are the so called Watzmann Children, the five lower summits.

Behind every strong man stands a strong woman. 😉

There are many wonderful hiking, climbing and via ferrata routes around and to the Watzmann, the most difficult climb is the East Face and it starts from the Könnigssee. Herman Buhl made his preparation training for the Nanga Parbat in 1953. when he climbed the East Face by night. Since then about hundert people have left their lives in the Watzmann East Face.

The Wimbachgries Hut and the routes. You will mostly need much less time than given on the distance sings, but.. about Bavarians and their extremely active life style… you can be fit how ever you want but you have no chance, they will overtake you with extremely lightness and energy  :).




Watzmann West Face and the rock slides.
The rocks are continuously moving and collapsing. The last rock collaps was reported in 1963 in Bavaria.
The Berchtesgaden Alps are formations of limestone and dolomite. Some chains of this chains are today even human property. How someone can posses Earth?



Time in space

Time in space

The route to the Kühroints Hut goes on the easy mount ridge, through the woods, it ends on the open road and it is described as a moderate. Wonderful scenes. The winter roses are all over in the woods.

Watzmann from the East

Watzmann from the East

Watzmann view from the East  


KührointshütteThe Kühroints Hut is the starting point to the Watzmann Hut and the famous Watzmann Ridge Traverse. There are two climbing routes from this point, one is known and singed and another is extremely demanding, not singed and it is kept as “secret”.

Route to Archenkanzel

Route to Archenkanzel

Love is in the snow ;).
The Archenkanzel gives a wonderful view on the fogy Koennings Lake and the majestic Schoenfledspitze  right before the darkness.




Totaly darkness in the woods on the way to the Lake.
The silence is tearing ears appart. Divine silence. Answers all the questions.


The Route To The Grünstein, 1304m

… starts at the Lake. Fog, houses of my little friends, amazing trees and their roots and snow roses talk their stories teaching us. In the German Alps there are no bears so far, the last one was shot more than 150 years ago. In Austria they made a comeback in the 60’s and today they feel good between Linz and Vienna. In others Alps there are bears as well.


     Fogy silence    



There is no one who will not arrive to the little but very steep summit totally sweated :). A wonderful wide view from Grünstein at one afternoon right at the beginning of the year 2016.
Beauty of age.

          Grünstein and Watzmann

On the Grünstein is based a German “fake satellite”, a test-brother of the GPS. It is called the GATE.
This place is a starting point to the via feratta, the so called Isidor. Here you will need a good physical and mental condition together with climbing equipment. The wooden hanging bridge is part of the climbing route.
In the Berchtesgaden Land a woodcraft is famous and in the woods you will very often meet wooden owls or other birds and animals. One perfectly peaceful chamois was standing steady on the edge and looking from far I was thinking it was one of those wooden tricky things in the woods, continued my looking around, but then I looked again at the same edge and than  I saw two chamois. Sweet little things :).


Somewhere left on the picture behind the clouds and between the mountains lies Salzburg.
The bobsled run and the Lake.
And the Watzmann Family.





Why the “Watzmann Family”?    watzmann

Long time ago there was a king who didn’t like people and animals so much and together with his family he was treating people and animals following his feelings. The higher power decided to transform him and his family into stone.



Time in space.
Rocks. Water. Air. Light.
230 millions years ago.
Beauty of age.

Without wind, light, forests, water there will be no us. And the first us, as we today behave and act, appeared on the planet only 200 000 years ago. We also have a evolutional name: Homo sapiens sapiens, which means not only simply wise but double wise, super, incredibly, amazingly, unbeatable wise humans.

Those species have done great things but are unfortunately also unbeatable in killing the own race. They are able to change the climate indeed faster than nature should do itself, but however the nature has own laws and the climate change is no new thing in the evolution of this planet.
We humans came on the Earth to be part of everything and we also posses hidden supernatural powers which even our own rational mind can not capture. The opportunity to find the truth is given to each of us jet a very few people have true experience with those things.
However, everyone has the right to live his own life as he thinks, wants or can. There is always a opportunity.

Wonderful opportunities on the wonderful planet.

Thank you mother Earth and all great hearts and minds.


Then and now

The Harz Mountains.
North Germany.
14. November 2015
21. Century

The Harz Mountain is a cuddly forest. Long time ago, in the 18. Century the Brother Grimm’s were inspired by exactly those mountains for writing their fairy-tales.
“Cinderella”, “Sleeping Beauty”, “Snow White”.

… a little mountain which caries plenty of the mythological, historical, meteorological and other stories. If you find yourself on this 1.141m high Summit when the sun is low, you will experience yourself as a huge shadow as a game of light and little watery foggy particles. Brockengespenst-und-Glorie_TdT_2014-10-03 This natural phenomena in German is called “Brockengespenst”, well, it means Brocken Ghost and it has been very scary for people of the 18. Century in a Brother Grimm’s Land which is situated in the vicinity of the Harz Mountains.

I have not seen neither my 3D giant me, A,  or the B variation. The C we all know and like, and I wish that the Sea is and will not be a fairy-tale with a sad ending for the whole humanity, today and tomorrow.

But let’s walk some steps down the Brocken Summit, to the paths which many people walked on and one of them was Goethe, in 1777.

Some impressions from the path from a little town Schierke up to the Summit…


Faust and Mephisto, the two characters from the Goethe’s story about Faust, were also climbing the Brocken to take part in a party called Walpurgis Night. Faust is a smart fellow who read many books but can’t find the meaning of life and Mephisto doesn’t like life so much.

Faust 1 route

“Devil’s Steps”

Walpurga was a catholic saint and Walpurgis Night is a Witches’ night which was celebrated on the night between 30. April and 1. May in several countries of Northern and Central Europe.
It is the night when witches from all over the World meet on the Brocken Summit where they make sum of the acts they did in past and make plans for the future, just like some people today meet to make plan for the future of our society, our freedom, our rights.

The “Devil’s Steps” are snaky and mossy and kind of mystical.
You need anti-slip-boots, thats all. Ok, and loads of belief and positive thoughts too. If you search for the meaning of life, it is good to mix time and good will and pass by this path.

Somewhere around this place, walking the path Faust felt the spring all over and Mephisto felt only cold.

Me myself I enjoyed the mossy, mystical path. It is a really wonderful forest. I try to do my best. Whatsoever.

Harz         Harz

Brocken SummitThe vegetation stops right under the summit. The extreme weather condition will give you a feeling that you are standing on a over 2.000m high mountain or in some place on Island.

It is extremely windy high up, the peak stands alone in an open space and the messages coming from its isolation are not to be underestimated at all. You never know what the giants intend, especially the isolated ones.

300 foggy days per year.


A sweet steam train’s sound is merging with the extreme weather conditions…

Steamy      Steamy

Each moment is different up there and while taking those couple of photos without gloves my fingers were almost frozen. I could not stop thinking of the climbers, the mountains and the recently seen movie  “Everest”, about people who are paying 65.000$ more or less and torture themsleves very often to death… on this planet, our planet, here and now, when every 15 seconds a child dies of hunger. Right HERE and right NOW.
Mister Ego… the dark one, which lives only for himself and for himself only. A worshiped hungry creator of the fog which kills human hearts, the most valuable thing in the Universe.
The good thing is that the mirror (read: the Ego) has always two sides. One is dark and the other is light. The light one is able to notice a illusion. This is the road which guides somewhere.


Brocken Summit, 14. November 2015. Temperature -1,9C, wind is blowing 67,0 km/h

On my visit the Brocken, on November 14Th, 21. Century, where the human brain is the most developed thing on the Earth, I was also thinking of the issue of the Faust’s story. A man, as a unique creature with his dubble existence, his limited mind and unlimited soul, his frustrated passion and noble optimism, and the merging of all this with the Universe.



18. Century?
No. 21. Century, why?
Goethe, then and now…

“Hatred is something peculiar. You will always find it strongest and most violent where there is the lowest degree of culture.”




“What lies beyond doesn’t worry me.
Suppose you break this world to bits, another may arise.
My joy springs from this earth,
this sun shines on my sorrows.
When I leave here, let come what must.
What do I care about it now, if hereafter
men hate or love, or if in those other spheres
there be an Above or a Below?”
Faust, Part I


          “Those who hope for no other life are dead even for this.”          



“I love those who yearn for the impossible.”

Goethe, Faust 


Good night.

Good morning.

Good luck.


One step closer

SlovenijaThere is a wonderful small country where East meets West and which has always been closer to the West than to the East.
Where warm-hearted people are laughing what ever comes their way.
Where there are sooo many waterfalls and there are four different climate zones.
In the mountains everyone is greeting everyone and most people will say to you „Dober dan“ and „Srećno!“.
Hello and Good Luck!
This little jewel Slovenia was a part of the former Yugoslavia, a country which I was born and grown up in.

A valley between Austria and Slovenia and Sava Dolinka, one of two sources of the river Sava which flows through ex Yugoslavia and into the Danube in Belgrade. Those two fellows flow then into the Black Sea.

Sava Dolinka    Ribice

Jezero Jasna (Lake Jasna), Triglav National Park, near to Austria and Italy, is a stage of the Alpe Adria Trail. “The Garden of Eden” is an easy route of about 750km which starts at the foot of the Großglockner, the highest Austrian Giant 3798m above sea, and ends in Italy.

Triglav National Park, named after Triglav, a wonderful Slovenian Giant of 2864m above sea. . 

          :)      washing free style

A source of Soča (Isonzo), a crystal green-blue heart which flows into the Adriatic Sea in Italy. A real jewel for those addicted to liveliness.

 Soča Source       Soča Source              Solkanski Most, Solkanski Bridge     Soča Soča      Love  Italy     

Some of many flowing beauties…
Waterfall Boka and its play with water caves…
Peričnik and its photon games…
Virje, a noble all-is-one feeling.

Boka Waterfall     Boka Waterfall


Peričnik Waterfall     Peričnik Waterfall   Peričnik Waterfall     Peričnik Waterfall

Virje Waterfall     Virje Waterfall

Silence and tranquility merging with uncommon vegetation around Pokljuška Luknja, a semi-open cave in Pokljuka gorge.

Pokljuška Luknja, Cave    Pokljuška Luknja      Gorje     GorjeGorje    Gorje

Triglav (three heads), that wonderful giant is the heart of the National Park and it is surrounded with wonderful valleys. Vrata (Door), Kot and Krma valley will lead you directly to the summit.

Vrata, Kot and Krma Walley     Triglav

There are different routes from three directions to approach the summit and all the last climbs are Via Ferattas. Wonderful scenes will slow your breath, calm your mind, warm your heart…

Triglav     Triglav

Love    The Aljažev Dom is a starting point

Vrata Valley and the majestic Stena, The North Face. The Aljažev Dom is a starting point which will bring you to the summit over three different routes, Tominskov Pot and Pot Čez the Krederica Dom and the Bambergov Pot (Plemenice) leads over Luknja Pass. The north face route is, like in the most mountains, the most difficult Via Ferrata. You will need a helmet, ropes and harness. Take gloves too because you will get blisters on your hands and you will need your hands a lot :). Some people say climbing the mountain is for those who have no hight fears, no, take your fears with you because confronting your fears is the only way to be(come) free giving change more chance.
Take a challenge with you, too.

Vrata Valley     Vrata Valley  Vrata Valley      Foot of the Luknja Pass    Vrata Valley  Triglav, The North Face      The North Face

The Pokljuka route, a south-east side. To every distance sign add 15-60 minutes… Slovenians are very active people but those signs were written by those in extremely good condition. 🙂

The Pokljuka route    The Pokljuka route  The Pokljuka route    Triglav

Vodnikov Dom and the path to Planika Dom.  This hut provides water. The iron paths are very well protected with iron ropes but as the Julian Alps are formation of limestone the rocks are very steep and slippery and the right step and right shoes are needed. Btw, many of alpinists love the VIBRAM soles and I now can agree that they are really very good.

Vodnikov Dom   Vodnikov Dom to Planika Dom



On the way I was asking climbers what do they find easier, to climb up or down, most of the hikers feel better climbing down and backwards though. 🙂




Take a challenge.


Couple of us arrived at the Planika hut at the same time and we had to wait for the lady who was responsible for accommodation.

The temperature outside was already about 7 degrees. The hut was very busy, very cosy, warm and it smelled at food. Lovely happy Slovenians were singing their traditional songs <3

Are you alone?
Yes, I said.
OK, nice, as we have just few free beds today. I will find a nice little place in a hut for you. In one room there is a family and I will give you a bed in their room.
Great, thank you very much, I said.

And WOW, WHAT a family!

With a warm cup of “bela kava”, which is warm milk with a bit of coffee (which I usually don’t drink but the body-system is working different up there) I sat on the stairs outside where I met part of my room family.
The children were sleeping.
They were telling me wonderful stories from their alpinism and cycling tours from all over the World…
They are walking the mountains since the children, which are now eight an nine, were two years old :). The father is a very experienced alpinist. All the family was also already cycling very long distances together. The woman said, her mother was also a mountain lover and she always took her with but when she was a teenager, she said, she left her mother and the mountains on account of discos, drinking and all that stuff and when that episode was over she came back to the mountains and she will never leave them again, she said.
We were laughing a lot imagining future girlfriends of their boys who are quite free spirits, already… And about all the 324m of the „mountains“ which they even have to share with Belgium and Germany, as they are Dutch 🙂
Never enough of laughing with experienced people and listening to their stories, but a couple also wanted to drink a beer…

Voices of travelers were cutting the mountain’s silence.
Two voices were the loudest. Oh no… why I have to understand that language, right here and right now… :).
They were caring five times more things than anyone else, a loads of stuff. Why simple if it can be complicated :). They were yelling about everything what moves and what does not.
Not so inspiring as nothing original, boring to listen.

In the meantime came another traveler with her cool stories from the Russian and many other great giants, and than another traveler, and then I went to sleep together with my little roommates.


Walking with the abundance through the Journey make us very insecure, immature, intolerant, uncreative.
I hope they manage it with all their abundance…


Planika Dom    Shadow of Triglav Tower

Planika DomAll those sweet, dirty, heavy shoes came here from different paths caring sure legs, shaking legs, any legs 🙂

Every mountain hut provides blankets and you don’t need sleeping bags, if you choose the walk hut-to-hut.
Of course do the blankets smell at sweat but for most of those who reach the blankets it is the smallest problem, if any at all.
In summer the huts are very busy and it can happen that, if you arrive at the evening and you have no reservation, you will end your day up on the bench. You will of course get an blanket :). Almost all Via Ferrata routes on Triglav are well secured with iron cables, ladders and metal spikes drilled into the rocks. You will often hear helicopters flying around.

Most climbers stand up early and make themsleves ready for the mission. The Planika hut had a few drops of water for all of us, just enough to brush your teeth 🙂 Mornings are very cold and often cloudy but that day we had luck to witness the majestic mountain’s giving birth to sunrise.

Planika Dom to Triglav Summit    Planika

Half way up. Incredible landscape, divine silence. The path is already quite steep, the heart is beating faster.


Some voices, once again, were louder, cutting the divine silence and bigness of the Triglav’s morning.
A family, I could hear.
„You have to eat this cheese because it is good for you, you need lot of power to walk!“ The father said to his son.
The mother was telling her husband that she wants to walk slowly and not to stay without her breath, and everybody was talking in the same time but the father was the main leader of all Journeys…

Soon I could see them sitting on the little flat rock direct under the summit of Mali Triglav.

Oh nooo, not only that I perfectly understood that language but I also brought that genetic with me on my Journey… 🙂


Genetic of the nation is a very strong thing but luckily it can be deprogrammed. There are so many downloads out there.
It is possible only when your mind is healthy enough to recognize that you and your nation are not the center of the Universe, regardless of how hard your and the paths of your country are, or how big pile of cash you posses and how good your marketing is.

Both permanent complaining and laughing at others (but not at own-self) and following instruction and command of one single person is a style called (and felt) how-to-miss-the-life.
One can not have only one teacher in life, we all teach each other one way or another.
And, who is a TEACHER, anyway?
It is a mixture of you as microcosmos and your endless game with the macrocosmos.


Triglav Summit view from Mali TriglavThe summit view from Mali Triglav. Not many people on the way right now.
“Dobar dan”, I said.
“Everything OK?” I asked my co-traveler, he said yes, well, OK, I have pain in my knees.
“OPS, not the best place to have knee pain, but you have to go forward, look, we managed it  just this short Ferrata left.”
Just is good :).
“And my leg muscles hurt as well.”
I said OK, see you soon.

One by one, people were slowly approaching the summit, some were climbing down, many smiley faces, shining eyes. Happiness all over.
On the summit, a whole party. A stunning view from 2864m.
Here is where you can take a stamp if you wish.

Triglav Summit

Here he is, my co-traveler coming up slowly smiling.
“How are you? How are your knees?”
“You know, I have to tell you, I didn’t really have pain in my knees and legs, I was afraid.” 🙂
“I know, I saw it in your eyes, you really did a huge thing”
“Yes, I am staying on the peak and now I want more, I will find another peak soon!” 🙂


Everybody was taking photo of himself and Aljažev Tower and with the group, and some people were asking me do I want them to take a photo of me, I didn’t want, but then my Polish co-traveler asked me the same question and I thought OK, everybody is doing the same thing it must be good for something.


North west view of the Alps, somewhere in the clouds is amazing Mangart, also part of the Julian Alps. On the right side should be the amazing Grossglockner 3798m, the highest mountain of the Austrian Alpes.



A very nice feeling to stay on the summit. One step closer…

The path between little summit and the peak is in some places very narrow and steep and you have to wait very often in line to go forward. I haven’t seen many people with harness and ropes on this path. Coming the way up some of Slovenians said: Is there any beer up there? 🙂

In one moment there was a complete traffic jam on Triglav.
The family which I left under the Summit eating were coming up very slowly connected between themselves by ropes and one by one attached to the iron rope. All the family were talking with tremulous voices, the father was still spreading wisdom around about what is the best for all and where they should step on, but in one moment the first child, fighting his own and his parent’s battle, raised his voice and said to the father that he should stop pulling him when he is not attached to the iron.
All of us were silently waiting for them to pass.
„Slowly. Don’t be so afraid, nothing can happen, we are here all together. Just don’t look down and it will be OK“, I said to the mother, she said, No Way, that I will watch down…
I mean… what means „we are all together“ when all the party is created in your own head…

I hope they manage it without big trauma. They really did a big thing and I hope they learned something from their own sweat.
But it is also sad seeing parents transferring their own fears and frustration on their children.




One of those great, inspirational people walking on the Earth.

Going down the mountain I could see someone walking his way up extremely slowly. The person was not talking, just walking, caring all his one pointedness and tranquility as his best equipment.
This equipment, a mental equilibrium, you can feel from far away. It made me very curious.
It was exactly this place where I stopped walking waiting to meet this person in person.
Dobar dan.
Dobar dan.

She was faster:
Ah, you have sunburn in your face, do you have Suncream?
Yes I have, I said.
Why didn’t you put it on?
… I have no smart answer.
Take care, she said, I was also young…

She is a 73 year young lady and she is walking and climbing the mountains since her twenties.
She was telling me about other mountains she had climbed and we also talked about fears.
I asked her is she going to climb the Triglav Summit, she said she is going „just“ to the last Mountain Hut and for the climbing she has a fear that her bones will not manage the last part between Mali Triglav and the Summit. The high anxiety, which she had when she was young, she does not have anymore.
She also has cancer behind her…


Now. Do I talk here about Yoga?
Yes, also.
Because Yoga is a complete Journey with all it’s facets.
Shaved heads, Sexy Yoga Pants, Private Coaching and many other things which can be found on the yoga market are products of fabricated truth.

A mental equilibrium and wisdom we gain from walking the paths, many paths, sweaty paths, steep paths, silent paths, and not closing ourselves in our cocoons and especially not in all-inclusive, so called spiritual, buildings where, in many of them, dominant people manipulate people’s insecurities and immaturity making their inner conflicts and anxiety a habit.
Sexual abuses in some of those places were/are a common „spiritual“ practice. A sad thing.

Dominant people are dominant because they are not fantastically illuminated and liberated people but because there are millions of people out there who have lost themselves on the way living in a huge fear of authority, what ever authority may mean. With a little bit higher intelligence than the masses and inherited gens for successful business it is easy to dominate.

Your well-glossed exterior will not help you (and inspire us) at all if you have nothing to offer from your inner interior.

However, I am sure that time will come when people will start listening to seekers or/and arrivals poor in cash but multifaceted in spirit and not to the (business) superheroes which are mostly selling emptiness pleasing own ego and confused masses.

Take a challenge and never stop exploring because that will bring you to the person you didn’t know you can be.
The level of your curiosity will determine where you will end up in your life, I certainly don’t think here to be curious what your neighbor or cousin is doing, you have no idea about it anyways.
Curiosity yes, fear no.

Let permanent repeating of positive and open-minded thoughts become your habit, stop asking what you see and what you hear because it will also become your habit which will make you a perfect mechanical machine waiting for a command. A rusted wrack waiting to die. It’s a pity, because the beauty is all over, inside and outside. Being a perfectly programmed machine is also not inspiring for others, who needs machines… People need love and tenderness.


A mountain, a harmony of all elements. A steady and self confident earth… lively and creative water… fire which you will produce yourself in your belly and mind being part of a mountain, just in order to burn impurities… oh, air, the element which fills your heart and… the space…

We can learn so much from nature…
It is so nice being so small, thank you my giant for the mirroring.


All in all, a fantastic meeting of fantastic souls on fantastic Planet, and further.

We all cary a package on our back.
The goal is the same but the paths are different.
All is one.
Keep moving.