the intangible Time and the tangible Place

Recommended Soundtrack: "Love is Everywhere (Beware)" by Wilco

The time and space dynamics has been studied by many. By scientists and researchers who unlike myself, are well funded and know what they are doing - sort of, potentially… we hope so. However, I do not think anyone has been lucky enough to truly uncover some of these mysteries, how they are bound together, how they can create fortunate and misfortunate scenarios. Spending time with remote communities I have somewhat uncovered myself, that do as suspected work together, and they will bring whatever is right. But as some of the songs by Wilco would coin, the the first thing that you want might be the last thing you ever need. If you accept the bloody metaphysics present all through us though, you can gasp at how things you need are indeed all around us.

I have followed the winds, found myself stranded, without the comfort of technology for what seemed like eternity. With many struggles, I had then found a path to follow. One where the acceptance of it leading nowhere maybe it ever so much more enjoyable. The places that I found myself after that, were the ones where I found meaning and identity. Places where I have life and heart, although they are not necessarily home. The thing about one’s culture is that it can be ever so plural and ever so embracing. I have hardly come across as much cultural diversity as I had aimed towards. Nonetheless, if you look at the ‘metaphysics’ you start seeing some of the significance and diversity, unexpected knowledge, in the little things. Within the fruits of technology in my case, more so. My life changed drastically in health, love, professionally, academically, and consequently in finding my own time and space, simply by embracing some of the lucky fruiting allowed by technology. I am certainly not one to embrace capitalism, but I will now reluctantly forever be grateful by the course of expanding products of it.

The day of the picture below I had nothing but my camera with a broken shutter.

Some months after, I had re-encounter my purpose for the short and the long term run. Things that happened that seemed so obviously what I had been looking for and I had no clue. And things I had been fighting for in a long time. All in different shades and shapes.

Perhaps we are always in the right time and space, and acknowledging them, might lead us to a better, more well-known sense of spirit and community.

This is an attempt for well mysterious sample. Although I do not wish to be mysterious ever again and only embrace fluidity, I had to part my ways in style. And hopefully, now in the right space and time, find my way to an open discourse, sharing the immortalised tales of the ocean, of the South Pacific islands, of the ‘place where the fish stops’, and how I have all I wanted and all I waited for in the five islands.

Time heals. Yes that's an annoying discourse. But I think it should go more like: time, like most things in life, can always unlock something beautiful, every time you give it a chance. Maybe that's the intangible heritage that we all share, and the one that helps us find meaning in place.