I am back my dear lonesome blog. I have deserted you. Mea Culpa. I have betrayed you for another blog, but I am back now. You shall be whole again !  Let’s start anew!  I have missed you… but life dragged me here and there… Since “The journey of a thousand miles begins with one step,” let’s take another step, a new step. I will be nice, I will tell you tales, wonderous, extraordinary tales of love, men and  fallen gods. We will meet the mysterious, hidden, forgotten heroes of our times; people who dare to wake up every morning. Yeah, people who wake up under the same cheesy sky, half alive or whatsnot, and go about their day without harming anyone in their way.

Hurray to the half alive, the one-step-to-becoming-a-zombie, the braniac, the mad, the zen master, the enlightned, the pacifist, the fully alive, the hated/despised, the hopeful, the pregnant, the naive, the ascetic, the orphan, … and all those who woke up today,  took another step ( toward the bleak/joyful/fill-in-the blanks journey called life) and did not stamp on, crush or tear apart someone else’s soul.