“If I am afraid will I stay put? If I do not move am I safe? Will the mountains come to me in the sweet hushing pass? Will the valleys allow their rivers to knock on my door? Or will I stay simply put? My dry bedsheets now tearing at my skin in their stagnant way. My head reeling from being so very still. For if I am to call myself an explorer, must I not explore!? I must! I must! I must! The outdoors remain outdoors! If fear is my prison then who must I bribe to escape Her shackles? It is I, and I alone, the prisoner and prison keep. And my doors are not made of iron bars unless I make them so. And in the horizon there is something, which should be just enough at all to keep me going in the weight of adversity. And to my prison I bid farewell, the comfort of a cot and bowl of warmth are lost on me. I want not for your stability, but for the ever changing outside. I know for a fact, the utter certainty of my death is imminent. If this is fact, and surely it is, then there is no justice to myself in life less lived. I will fear much, and cower in awe at the gargantuan life ahead. And death, Her little brother, will assure me He is there as most young siblings do. But I will pay Him no mind and love Her endlessly.” – Rakishi, “Things my father couldn’t say”. 1929. Kodak Portra 400. Leica M3. #lifestyle #go #explore #film #1924us #ventureonward #adventure #mountains #ocean #iceland #yes #waves #rain #forest #stories #coffee #advice #livewell #rocks #simple #lifestyle
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