I am fucking crazy, but also…. I am afraid.
I got blessed in the darkest days of my life. I was lost but now I am finding myself. I'm not yet fully aware of who I am. That is changing every moment, shifting and moulding as every minute passes.
I am not who I was yesterday, a minute ago. I am evolving, as so is any other human being in this realm of absolute. Sometimes it feels like entrance of the underworld but other times, it feel like the entrance of paradise.
I used to pray and dream of my people, that I would find my people and finally I did. At night I would fall asleep, dream of dancing and crying with them. We had nothing to lose, nothing to gain, nothing we desired except to make our lives a living art. Living wild and having fun.
