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the heart of a knowmad

the heart of a knowmad

Travel is a fascinating hunt, you go out there and you don’t know what bird you will be dealt. Travel is like wine, you drink and you cannot guess what visions will descend on your head. Surely traveling you always find what is inside you. Unwillingly, through the infinite impressions that flood your eyes, you choose and pick what most responds to your needs or the curiosities of your soul. “Objective” truth exists only in photography black rooms, the souls that watch cold, with no sentiment, meaning with no deep connection, the world. Those that are in pain and in love cooperate through a secret communication with the landscape they see, the people they meet and the events they choose. This is why, every whole Traveler always creates the country she travels to…

Nikos Kazantzakis … my guru


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