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Mas La Plana, Santa Maria d'Oló (Barcelona, Spain), July 2017 Like an ethereal witness from a privileged vantage point I gaze at the deep sadness which welcomes me into its warm iciness. Sharing my solitude with the tantrums of the child I once was, living the responsibility of freeing the way for the ones who will come behind, sailing on an unknown sea of tears adrift alone. Bottling up once again emotions and feelings, happiness and sadness, pain and pleasure, mercy and wrath, ego and Soul. Unaffected, the witness listens to the timeless questions which are tormenting my heart: How can the endless murmur be silenced which clouds the horizon, which distances the center you sought, the Peace which brightens your senses? How can the inner voices be deafened, memories of yearnings which could have been, longings of perfect futures which stayed remote? How can the noise be silenced of everything that hurt us? How can the omnipresent buzz be quiet

Labyrinth at Mas La Plana, Santa Maria d'Oló (Barcelona, Spain), October 2017 Pines and holm oaks, a magical circle, splendid nature around. All alone in the center the goal is shining inviting the traveler to seek the nearness of it. So the traveler starts down the path, around a tricky circle which brings him near the goal just to be driven further away. You insist on going down the path: near, far, far, near, tenacious on the way, the goal your horizon. At last, your hands on the quartz, slowly, you look up to find yourself eye to eye smiling at your Destiny.

Mas La Plana, Santa Maria d'Oló (Barcelona, Spain), October 2017 Thirty years on the run, with a piece of chalk in my hand, with a book in front of my nose, with words in my heart. Giving back what I learned, taking back what I came to know, transforming a routine into a passion for hoarding –and gifting– knowledge. Thirty years on the run, with keyboard and screen on my desk, with a text in front of my nose, with words still in my heart. Learning back what I gave, knowing what I took, changing a passion for words into sowing seeds of curiosity to harvest intelligence. Thirty years playing with words, learning at last to create beauty painting with the colors of language, letting feelings flow with ink to fill paper to the brim with feelings of life.