CURRENT MISSION

discovering the core of spontenaety´s epicentre...life on the inside and outside of us...

ABOUT ME

on a ticket from Australia-South america-Europe-Asia (India, south east asia), after arriving in France i soon took the exit signs for Berlin where smoking coffee sleeping books long whiskey nights accompany the winter of this city solemnly well...then ended in a communal village for 5 weeks in istra, Croatia...where the sun breaks the skin of day´s dark yoke, we took to the forests, with billy cans and our sleep bags...to the lakes of the great field we were destined!!!
at this moment i be wandering about Croatia, not caring so much where i end up...i bless mother earth when she leaves the skies open and clear for sleeping out under the dome...and give city councils the big "ahoy" when they keep parks free, atleast as an imitation of some sort of nature...i scribble on pages...sometimes pieces of random concrete, learn to whistle...(this has been an arduous mission since childhood)...smile with strangers, and smile when they laugh at this gringo, gora, whiteys inabilities to speak a language that changes over most borderlines...then they smile and we realise that tongue is only a meagre rendition of the universal language of beating souls...i dig turning soil, hearing musical instruments that actually humm and beat, wines, cigarettes, healthy teas, unhealthy coffees, old books...walt whitman under an oak on the banks of the arda...

PHILOSOPHY

"we create our own reality".-Buddha.

Why I’m on Couchsurfing

COUCHSURFING EXPERIENCE

Mostly stayed with families or long distance friends along our way, hung out in zagreb once, that was bigger than the citys austro-hungarian buildings...

Interests

people with different grasps on living concepts...vegetable gardens, walt whitman´s, Hermann Hesse´s, Kerouac´s poetry...garlic, germany´s beer range, Fat Kids thursday nights at Tacheles Kunst Haus...Mitte, Berlin.
key hole surgery, wandering aimlessly, coastlines, borders, my next of kins, synchronition, always music, reiki, or the everyday transference of energy, new foods, beer, writing...

• writing
• books
• poetry
• beer
• coffee
• music
• parks
• lakes

Music, Movies, and Books

Basquiat, An Imaginary Portrait of Diane Arbus...
The Vems, Beirut, Bob Dylan, Fleetwood mac, the Drones, Kes band, Mars volta, Tim buckley, Sixto Rodriguez, Dirty three, John Frusciante, RHCP, Miles Davis, John Coltrane, Velvet Underground, KNHO...
love in the time of cholera-Marquez, On the road, Dharma bums-Kerouac, Big Cat-Christopher short, Breath-Tim Winton, Siddharta, Wandering-Hermanne Hesse...

One Amazing Thing I’ve Done

balancing on the crest of a small rock, at an angle of 45 degrees either side of my shoes, feeling weightless, some hundred metres above what appeared to be rock and shrub, staring into nothingness, with the dharmas scrolling on and on and on, above what was once a home for me...knowing chronological time be an invention, and infinity be a truth.
-Sacred Valley, Cuzco, Peru 2008.