There’s a reason I am developing an interest in traveling to remote corners of the world. I actually have a secret list of places that I want to visit, obviously with a companion who shares my curiosity for the lesser known and the ‘unseen’ on Instagram, along with the journey hopefully she gets lost into my soul. Mostly I don’t like touristy places and crowds, that’s why you’ll never see me at concerts or music festivals either.
Why am I like this? I prefer getting away from the regular world, to places with no internet and no Facebook, to places where marriages still flourish instead of collapsing apart, to places where when I talk to children they actually have curiosity in their eyes, and they want me to play with their clay toys or play hide n seek with them, not show them my smartphone.
There are billions of universes around us. Each persons mind, if you look deep enough into the smile of this man, the crinkles around his eyes, you’ll notice that he has a whole universe inside his head. He’s the centre of that universe, everything he has learnt or seen in the world has his own unique perspective to it.
Those are the universes I like to infiltrate, penetrate, and leave a mark on when I depart. Those are universes which are lesser corrupted from the evils of today. Those are the universes where the laws of nature still exist, man and woman are separate and beautiful in their own domains, bravery and chivalry exists in men, elegance and beauty in women.
Sometimes I get sad thinking about the shit world we live in, how humanity might have regressed rather than progressed, how we are definitely not as intelligent and superior as we deem ourselves to be. Sorry about the rant, just thoughts that poured out of my head into my fingers as I look at this mans face. Does anything come into your head when you look at him?