Every now and then 

I read a book, or poem, or work of art, watch a show, movie, short video, have a conversation that makes me aware of emotions I never knew existed

creating and destroying; flying cars, roc.camera, july.rocks

Isn’t that beautiful! I remember having these same emoticon explode in my head for first while watching Tarkovosky. haven’t looked backed ever since. Try to sit alone for 2 hours and do nothing and ask myself questions everyday. It doesn’t happen that often though. Only sometimes. But what a emotion it is.

Tarkovsky, is amazing. The Mirror, Andrei Rublev, The Sacrifice. You know, I do really appreciate being bored. Being bored leads to hearing your old child like self muttering musings with no agenda, which often lead to renewed sense of self over time because you're just so focused on what you care about