Tag: environmentalism

It wasn’t until I was 16 when I discovered what I wanted to do in my life. It was then when mountains as elder as time crushed me until I realized where was my place in the world. It was like a deafening noise that couldn’t be heard with the ear, but with the soul, whatever that would be. Since then I come back to Nature, to mountains, trees, rocks, forests, storms or the night sky as if it were a drug, to re-awaken that fleeting sensation of being no more than a small, disposable part of something magnificent.