Bridge
Nothing new.
Yesterdays class was really quite nice.
Healing experience from the dissapointment of the festival.
Eventhough the festival class was ok.
On friday to Barcelona, there classes to take and couple to teach.
Future still slightly unclear.
Wondering where and what.
But everything will come.
Slight chances that would be able to make it to SOS meeting in fiskars, and noticing how the though warms my heart.
Yesterday after the jam I noticed thinking of helsinki and way back “home” from the cable factory.
After asking V shall we go to home or to market and she answering “anywhere with you.”
More warmth.
Noticing how many orders I have made before my leaving to travels and wondering how many of them have actually arrived.
I have no idea except the conspiracy packet that I made my father to follow.
Loads of music waiting..
Hey do you need a dj who would play odd, mostly depressive music? Would you?
Watched “Blush” the other day. dissapoinment. Agression is nice but the predictability of movement and seeing that “they know” is depressing, as well as the editing which doesn’t show any moment as a whole, but cut’s everything into pieces so you don’t actually see much dance.
However running people are nice…. I should do a video of running… just running.
yeah.
Noted that I lost on the festival:
one notebook, with a little of spanish studies
“the way things are” book by lama Ole Nydahl
Sleeping bag
Knife
Sleeping bag is super annoying since I didn’t take it to the festival…. Someone else did I think.
Too bad.
It will come.
It’s already here.
Dance… what is dance?
Philosophy, what is it?
Religion/belief, what is it?
Me, what is it?
All the same. Take care, as always.
