"Yes, it’s mine. The Diary of a traveler, a lost and secret Diary of a hypothetical traveler of roads and mountains. It was a long time ago, when I became disappointed on the human misunderstanding and violence of words. My place is nowhere, I belong to everywhere and nowhere. I am around the world. As ‘a man from Glasbow, as Maugham has said, I have travelling many years all over the world. A lone tree that disappears, but it relives again. A tree among trees and sky. A time traveler. Only the traveler time to see what many people fail to see and understand."
(Leont Etiel)
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