From the monthly archives:
A true tale of survival and awakening…
I was cycling along, lost in thought, oblivious to the sun shining, the cars honking, and the railway arm on the other side of the road slowly descending, bells clanging in a call …
I used to believe that there were some things that stain your soul forever. For the longest time, my primary pursuit was simply one of peace. I did not think that more was possible, or at least not for me.…
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