Day one: a song
Day two: a picture
Day three: a book / ebook / fanfic
Day four: a site
Day five: a youtube clip
Day six: a straight
Day seven: Whatever Tickles your fancy
I did not know exactly what you put on, really. Then I thought of a small selection from The Hermitage House of Illusion.
I brought to mind travel to foreign lands, made for the simple beauty inherent in the journey. I brought to mind the changing of the seasons-the-same time as something clear, calm, yet energetic, passionate. A vision of time that few have species-Milan-hysteria that would be, in my opinion, recovered, not simply peace, but energy expenditure up to an important appointment with the beautician at 9.
Think about it.
Eternals travelers are the days and months and years that come and go. Those who spend their lives floating on a boat and he who receives the old age, holding the bridle of a horse, traveling day after day of traveling and makes his home. Numerous men of old died on the road. I, too, I do not know when, hotel in the heart of the unquenchable desire to roam attracted by the wind pushes the clouds dispersed. After wandering along the coast returned last autumn to remove the old cobwebs from my miserable little hut by the river, but when that year ended, the sky was veiled incipient spring aroused in my soul desire to go beyond the border of White River, and were almost overcome by God and the divinity of Unrest Ancestral Roads imperiously call me, I had no respite.
Bash - The Hermitage House of Illusion (The Path dell'Oku, Chapter I)
