Paul

Inspiration Carel Fabritius inspired Donna Tartt To write her Pulitzer decorated book 'the Goldfinch'. Read it. Found my own puberty, described by a woman so well, that it inspired me, to start my own novel, with a female lead. -Anna- Seeing it live, meant. Netherlands

He was nearly sleeping The eyes were heavy The sounds of the world far away. For a moment he saw her Those green pretty eyes Like the sea this morning. She was a good woman 40 years married Some happy ones Others not so much Now he was here Nearly sleeping Alone. Malta

No Rain A month now. Not one fucking drop. Nothing. And now? You want me to write about happiness? Hope? Love? Beauty? I just want rain. A bit, at least. Some drops — to feel it again. The pain. Because a storyteller without pain is nothing. I need rain. Italy

Ladies, In case you post some High Heel / Sneakers pictures and I am not reacting appropriate - meaning - with a solid like: it is really not because, I started to like flip flops or worse. No!!! However because i cant see them anymore until i am proven to be an adult🤷 Paul

Core Travel 2/2 All inward, he said. Pain will lead the way. Guide you all the way through. No one else. Don’t be fooled. It’s a lonesome dance, he said. The more it hurts, the closer you are. To master the darkness is its own art, he said. He was right, I felt. Malta

Core Travel 1/2 Step by step- not upward, inward. On top? Understand- the bottom first! The dark part. All there: the mighty id, the suffering, the real fucking deal. You can hear it from up here, holding yourself on the railing. It’s calling you: “Be brave.” Germany

General Situation: A ridge of high pressure extends from the Azores to Libya as pressure is low over Italy. Current Temperature: 28c high 39c Personal Situation: Physical: Mild pain left knee, pulling right shoulder Mental: At 9 o' clock it will be done. Malta 6:18

It’s still hot. So. Fucking. Hot. During the day, even at night. One can barely breathe, in this bloody heat. Are you hot? What do you mean? Are you hot, like… hot in hot? Yeah- like hot in hot. Well, I think you are! You might be right! A really hot night? Come inside! Malta

The force was in order. Where it all began. Beautiful memories, merged with future plans. There was love, there always had been. She was okay - again. So was I. True romance, refuses to fucking die. Malta

6:34 17Km still to go. Cloudy today. Clouds are Storyteller's friends. Make 'the pretty' dramatic. It wont rain. Its ok. It will, one day again. Malta ( No Filter )

One last Song, Mister? A sad one? By all means. Italy

Who are you? You are mine! Hold my hand, guide my path, be my light in the dark. Show me the way to your throne. You are the one I want to belong to. Who are you? I am yours! Germany

In case , any of you, my sweet loyal followers, wanted to know, how the view, looks at 20:00, which looks at 6:00 in the morning, like a scene from the Oppenheimer movie: here you go just pretty, so so fucking petty as pretty as it can be. Malta

When I was 18 I was with my Boys in the Dominican Republic. A run down hotel. Fucked up. But ok. Below lived local sex worker. Shared the common pool with us. One day i stepped in some glass bleeding. All of them came running, to take care of my foot. Like a mother would. Malta

' On my way, Baby ' Switzerland

Ferris Wheel Do we have a deal? Up and down just wanna have it real Kiss her hard she breaks my heart Let me feel it all I can always fall Stand on the ground? Fly another round? Rise and fail at the end of the day its all okay as long as I feel we have a deal for real Germany

May the Force be with you, my son. You will be ready after we are done. I’ll teach you all I know — the important stuff no teacher ever does. In case the darkness comes, you will be OK. Prepared for the moments of unbearable pain, you will rise when others fail. Gozo

If today would be my last day on earth: Some deep reflection, a few quiet amendments, looking back at my life— from the moment of birth to this very day— I could say, with a sincere heart and clear mind: Women are wonderful. We got along well. Malta

First Association Paul? Paul: Mama Mia -Movie. The one with the James Bond guy who never will be as cool as Sean Connery. All had sex with Merly Streep. Jesus Paul, What's wrong with you, how do you know such a movie? Paul: I was forced to watch it. Not once. Twice. Croatia

Cute no? I wanted to share it with you. Odd, no? Because I don’t even know you. Maybe it’s all about me? Maybe not. I still don’t know. And that’s okay. There’s a lot I don’t know. Hope, you like it too. And if not, Wont cry, promise. Maybe kiss about it, rather? Germany

In the end, it was always me. The good. The bad. The fucking ugly. All of it—mine. Accountability. That simple truth, once fully accepted, splits a man from a clown. Germany