The sensation that I have right now is that I am in the air; I have no place to put my feet on, I was telling a friend that I am going back home and back home is East of North America. What could be more mess up than that? A Brazilian person departing from
The night was nice and warm; I had a bunch of friends at the airport saying good bye. I was feeling romantic and thrilled. I was about to materialize my dream of going to
That happened 16 years ago, with thousands of stories in between, I am only sure about one thing now, I will be happy anyway, anywhere, doesn’t matter what.
Maybe home is the world.
I am actually, a world citizen,
Surely goodness and love will follow me
all the days of my life,
and I will dwell in the house of the LORD
forever. Psalm 23:6
Psalm 11:1Of David. In the LORD I take refuge. How then can you say to me:
"Flee like a bird to your mountain."
I lie awake; I have become like a bird alone on a roof.
My oldest brother told me that it is better to be the head of a lamb in your own country ,then to be the tale of a lion in somebody else land.
Like a bird that strays from its nest is a man who strays from his home.
I lost my sense of direction when we moved to San Diego Ca, first I had to cope with the pain of founding out that the "sunny city" was just a fraud and the appearance of paradise is just external...but this is a subject for another posting.