I want to wander the streets, to be a stranger in foreign country, to feel the atmosphere of a place that my eyes never saw and my senses never acknowledged. I want to be an unknown traveller, the one who explores the unknown places and their history, i want to feel their presence. I ache to be somewhere where my body and soul can rest, where i am me and under no obligations. Where i can get rid of all controls and transform myself into someone new. I need the healing travelling gives. I want to release and be in silence with mother nature. I want to listen to her, cherish her, to be one with her very essence. Please, my imagination had enough. I have to go, i cannot stop the yearning.


Love as an offering…
To love is not to possess the other person or to consume all their attention and love. To love is to offer the other person joy and a balm for their suffering. This capacity is what we have to learn to cultivate.
~Thich Nhat Hanh

I like art, and by art I mean music, poetry, sex, paintings, the human body, literature… All of this is art to me.
Hunter Reveu










