Travel

Geden: I know this: Longing when participated without belongingness to the present and attachment to a particular future is so beautiful. It becomes love, in a generic sense. But love? What is love? Love is time, an infinite rolling movement from one eternity to other; Love is this vast unending space, you never arrive and you are never lost. It is to be in constant movement, to be perpetually displaced such that no place is home yet you belong everywhere. 

~ Naples, Italy, September 2016.


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