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The Wanderer – Vie

“It was the pure Language of the World. It required no explanation, just as the universe needs none as it travels through endless time. What the boy felt at that moment was that he was in the presence of the only woman in his life, and that, with no need for words, she recognized the same thing. He was more certain of it than of anything in the world. He had been told by his parents and grandparents that he must fall in love and really know a person before becoming committed. But maybe people who felt that way had never learned the universal language. Because, when you know that language, it’s easy to understand that someone in the world awaits you, whether it’s in the middle of the desert or in some great city. And when two such people encounter each other, and their eyes meet, the past and the future become unimportant. There is only that moment, and the incredible certainty that everything under the sun has been written by one hand only. It is the hand that evokes love, and creates a twin soul for every person in the world. Without such love, one’s dreams would have no meaning.”
― Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist

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Let me take you somewhere.

In your teens you go through trial and error. Experiencing new and some times naughty things. Not knowing who really are, but starting to know who you want to be, and changing that the following week. It’s was okay to make mistakes, and you knew everything, especially more than your parents.

He kissed you on the cheek and you held his hand. Sending I love you’s across the classroom scribbled on a note. You had knots in your hair and dirt on your face.

You grew a little older.

Sneaking your Nan’s Magic Silver white, blackening your lips and dressing like you were at a funeral. What was once called goth, now Emo. You were there, you lived it, and you probably owned it.

You talked to your girlfriends all night on the phone, much to your parents disgust. Organising to sneak off to a party, where you could meet up with the cool boys and maybe take it one step further.

A little time passed.

Your now in your twenties. your repeating some of those mistakes, you may have learned from one or two. You start to know yourself, but still figuring out who you actually are. Your hair is now perfectly toned blonde,or maybe balayaged. You sip your latte and you flick through the latest pages of Russh, checking out ASOS in your lunch break. Keeping up to every latest trend, checking out what she’s wearing next to you.  You just broke up with him via text.

How did life get so complicated. How can you choose when there are so many options.

When will it end.

Take a minute. Stop.

I want to take you on a journey. Before technology took its toll, life was simple. Beautifully, romantically simple…

Loose your self with these images, remember when it all wasn’t so complicated.

Even just for a minute…