Having a stance has always been one of the truest steps a person can take.

For some people — they have integrity, for others — they don’t. There’s a lot that could be said about that.

From my perspective, I have it. I’ve made mistakes, but none of them are unforgivable.

In my case, they are transparent, and I could talk about them publicly without any tension.

Does it bother me? It does. When I look back, I clearly see where I’ve been and what I’ve been through.”

As the old saying goes: first clean in front of your own doorstep before you talk about others.

Honestly, I no longer have the time or the will to tell others what they should do. In the end — why would I, when they don’t have the time to listen, let alone read what I write. It’s not that I’m angry or anything like that…just being real.

Let’s be honest — knowledge, inspiration, and ideas, I have always shared without compromise.

And no one ever said thank you. Why? You’d have to ask the people who received everything from me.

The desire to succeed  pushed me through my whole life… sometimes even as a burden, because I always had to give more of myself to rise above the crowd and prove.

That energy still drives me today, even as an adult man.

And after some years, it’s not that there are no challenges — it’s just that I’m tired of empty places and empty stories. I want things to have meaning.

Sometimes it all saddens me and pushes me to the bottom of the emotional ladder, where I feel empty and like nothing.

But everyone has days like that, and sometimes I just say: it’s not my day.

You’re missing that something that fills you up… my feet have walked strange paths… the roads were sometimes full of holes, but today — after this period in which I got to know myself even better and started listening more to my inner voice (which is more or less always right) —

I know where those same feet need to take me when everything sweeps me away.

Nature and society — once a school subject, today applied in life — and it somehow turned out to be my favorite again. Peace, listening to nature, the murmur of a stream, birdsong… and at the sea, my favorite wind — the Bura.

I love it… I love it because it has character.

You can feel it, and it clears everything.With her, you always know where you stand!

And for someone who learned to live without money in childhood… it’s not hard even today.