The undergrowth provides ample damp and ample shade, collaborative efforts cheer from the canopy, leaves rustle and shoots snake, to create magical weaves, energy physically represented in a mosaic of plentiful ways

I am grateful for the colleagues I have who bring such enthusiasm, love and kindness to their work, every single day.

Shut up and dance, bitch!!

Martin is making spaces for the smart eggs of MIT

For many people airports are a nightmare -long queues when you check in and go through security and an even longer wait if your flight is delayed

Maar echt, hoe tof is dit. Het leven bedoel ik

Ik sta in het leven als iemand die hoopvol en oprecht is. Deze eigenschappen vormen de basis van mijn dagelijkse handelen. Ik zet bewust humor en teamwerk in, gecombineerd met een leergierige houding, om mijn doelen te bereiken. Vriendelijkheid, rechtvaardigheid en bescheidenheid zijn waarden die ik hoog in het vaandel draag

Ik verlang ernaar jouw zachte tederheid te koesteren.

In the midst of twilight's embrace, whispers carried by the wind danced through the ancient forest. Shadows waltzed upon the moss-covered ground, weaving tales of forgotten realms and unspoken dreams. Each leaf rustled in harmony with the nocturnal symphony, while the stars above painted constellations unknown to mortal eyes. A symphony of nature's secrets unfolded in this enchanted realm, where time lingered in the melodies of the night.

Home Let me go home Home is wherever I´m with you

Genieten van de kleine dingen

Jan zijn hoorcollege gaf me kippenvel.

Levenslust en liefde is t belangrijkste i' het leven.

I wear the black for the happy and the beaten down

Trust the timing of your life

Dit is echt wel bijzonder

I am so very angry for the week end now

met mijn flashy-roze onderbroek doe ik alsof tristesse niet bestaat

Jamie, don't push your sister!

Water, oxygen, nature, grass, humus, fertile, mycelium. Mycorrhiza,

The only way of actually gaining control is to let go of it. Pantha rei.

Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

I come from a place where the border is sharp and clear, where the ground I walk on is made of concrete and white lines, allowing no space for speculation. I rethink my notions of border an soil. Far from the metaphysical tradition of dualism, separation and hierarchy, a littoral is a matter of difference. Of one entering the other, washing it out in the kindest of erasures, of erosions, producing affects, feelings made porous.

Ik ben blij dat ik hier ben ik voel me enorm geïnspireerd x