Now I got this feeling that I am a Buddhist disguised as a Christian who would like to pretend is Jesus, who impersonated itself as Paul, who disguises himself as Maradona, who has the hand of God.

But what am I but just a madman, who wants and wants to embrace the sea? And the aerial currents of the ocean, racing above our heads?

What about the middle ground?

Well, there is such a terror in the jump, but who can resist the temptation, who can resist the allure of the void, calling us home.

(I just read the definition of the middle way, and I think I live in the middle, while my imagination dwells in the extremes!)

Have a good one, James! Sláinte

Pablo