Its been a linear journey. My idea about being modern as its roots on the other side of the Planet. The West is so polarized, everyone holds their view on life. Where opposite vision also reveals to be legitimate. On the look for strong values, I accepted globalization first. Then it was a matter of time, when I adopted the best from foreign cultures. Which leaded me to the importance of Tradition, praised by almost any old society. The attachment for ritualistic behavior, repeating daily gestuals, takes a deep meaning. Undergoing a given day with clarity, calm, routine in mind. It means a whole lot to me.

My primal contemplative caracter, had taken me to a worship of anything Asian. With a quiet enthousiasm, I enjoy aging and acquiring wisdom. Until now, I have followed a lonely road. But what I can say, is that over there a strong wind of friendship keeped blowing. At last, old age convinced me to settled down. After a youth made out of travel.

My recolection of the past have been tempered with imagination. All those memories, should be considered teinted by my romantic look on events. My recollection of souvenirs, along with a share of fantasies, give a general idea of how I came to perceived my own existence.