One time…
I am looking for someone; who could understand, even if a little, when I talk about gardens reflected on buildings, when I have these visions in dreams; of tall pine trees and lonely roads that make me feel like I’m in a place that I’m supposed to find, eventually… Okay, let’s see… Uhmmm, my connection to this messed up world is more about where the seekers go. I mean, I’m Argentinian but I’ve lived in Iceland, Sweden, England and Spain; I’ve been to several places to see if I could find someone to connect to. You see, it seems that I can get along with almost everyone but cannot really find someone to relate to.. . When, in reality, there doesn’t seem to be much time left for connections when the rest of the world’s imploding in the name of other people’s ideas, right? You know, once a person sees it, they’ll be enlightened immediately because it’s so beautiful; but I wouldn’t say there was anything specific; there’s no flag wearing, there’s no document like a Bible, or anything...