A week out of Japan and I return to the world of ‘the normal’. it is strange how quickly one can get used to the feeling of being part of something so much bigger than yourself… and how quickly the death of routine can seep back into your soul.
Equilibrium | complacency | the good enough | the easy | the usual…. all names of the same, a certain sort of ‘giving-up’, a certain amount of surrender, and not the good kind…
And so I sit here and think back to my time in Kyoto… oh the Beautiful is on display in this timeless slice of heaven. Never have I before felt so close to the Earth, so part of this living being I exist upon, living symbiotically… heartbeat for heartbeat.
But more about that later… let’s first start with pictures.