The world is coming down on our heads, and we are caught by surprise and left speechless.
How did this all happen? Where lies the truth? Whom to believe and trust? Chances are, we will never give answers to such questions. So, more importantly, we need to see how to deal with the situation.
I don’t know about you… but I am not willing to act like a sitting duck when I can hear the hunting dogs approaching. The plan stays the same, only now I do not have enough time to think it over, to make it perfect. It has to happen soon, even with errors. Dropping out has become the only way, all the more so now that everything has started to change so quickly.
Currently stuck in a camping ground somewhere in South Crete, holding my breath on what the future will bring. It’s not a silly virus I am afraid of… rather, mankind terrifies me the most. The Great Reset, they call it. Well, regardless how we name it, I cannot allow it to control me, at all costs. These times we live need to be dealt with differently, more responsively, more decisively, more focused.
Methodically planning my next moves, I can assure everybody that I will not be an easy prey.
So, the journey has begun. My apartment was handed over to the owner at the end of February 2020. Now it is me and my Aleka, the camper van that now hosts me.
For some strange reason, all the stress of the last months (not to mention, years) broke out on the day of my birthday, February 15, 2020 with a panic attack combined with a gastritis. My health deteriorated sharply, but that did not stop me from leaving, only a slight delay was due.
On March 10, I had already arrived at Greece. With me, the coronavirus crisis, too. I suffered a lot with doctors and examinations, which just confirmed that I am physically very well and all my symptoms are psychosomatic.
I learned to live with my symptoms and began to find ways to manage them. I have not perfected my technique yet, but I am improving. By and large, I started my journey in the mountains of Greece, which is (today, July 22) still in progress.
This trip is not of a tourist nature. I mostly seek self-knowledge, through my lonely path in the provincial and forest roads, the abandoned villages, the few locals, the unique beauty of the Greek nature. I want to meet my real self, the one that was hidden in the noisy life of the city, inside the dummy that the system created for me. To get to know my self who exploded on the day of my birthday, because he could no longer bear to hide behind a face, and aspirations foreign to him.
At first I hated my old self, I considered the time spent idle as wasted. Gradually, with the help of others, I began to come to terms with my past, which was ultimately the reason I arrived at today's complete life change.
At first I hated my stomach and my heart for the symptoms they gave me. I considered them an opponents in my new plans. Now I am learning to love them, they are part of me anyway. As a friend suggested to me, I begin to treat them like a tortured, terrified child or animal, who crossed my way desperate for help. I try to find a way to embrace them, to take care of them, temporarily as if they were not part of me, and then to incorporate them inside me as they deserve. This is an unprecedented project for me, but I am sure I will succeed, as I have done so many times in the past.
My true self erupted because it had something to tell me. At this stage, I must listen to him and take care of him, because he is hurt and scared. With him, hand in hand, we will travel the world and get to know each other for the first time.
