Into the wild

"Sigo uma viagem dentro de uma bola de cristal. Num mundo fechado, mas aberto para fora."

Viajo com sentimento, por querer aprender e conhecer tudo o que está ao nosso alcance, tudo aquilo que nos faz compreender a existência da nossa vida. Viajar, experienciar, é a melhor forma de crescermos nesta vida e perceber o que somos. É esta a catapulta que me faz pegar na mochila e partir em frente, sem destino, e sozinho. E enquanto espirito novo, a vontade de querer mudar o mundo, que passa a poder quando ultrapassamos os nossos limites e enfrentamos os nossos maiores medos. Deixei que a solidão fosse minha inimiga, e aprendi o que ela me trouxe.
Renascemos de novo.

Sei o que quero, porque um dia marquei os caminhos que quero seguir, tal qual os carris e estradas que me levaram a alguns lados.
Sei o que sou, porque encontrei-me enquanto me perdia nas altas montanhas.
Sei o que sinto, e quero cumprir a promessa de que um dia partilharei os meus olhares.

Mas como em tudo na vida, não faz sentido quando não é partilhado. Faz sentido não deixar cair nas memórias, todos os momentos que possamos viver, e ao enfrentarmos os nossos medos, temos que provar que os vencemos e conseguimos de facto sobreviver. Crescemos na viagem que seguimos, e todas as nossas fraquezas serão fortalecidas quando podemos demonstrar a nossa paixão de viver.
Renovamos a alma.

Um caminho longo de obstáculos e bifurcações, mas um dia quero terminar e dizer "Superei todas as missões impossíveis que se proporcionaram, e por isso me sinto feliz com a vida que Me deste." Mas por agora encontro o que é necessário para uma felicidade, uma partilha, numa missão que quero tornar útil para a vida que Me deste.


"...the sea's only gifts are harsh blows and, occasionally, the chance to feel strong. Now, I don't know much about the sea, but I do know that that's the way it is here. And I also know how important it is in life not necessarily to be strong but to feel strong, to measure yourself at least once, to find yourself at least once in the most ancient of human conditions, facing blind, deaf stone alone, with nothing to help you but your own hands and your own head..."
— Bear Meat by Primo Levi

"So many people live within unhappy circumstances and yet will not take the initiative to change their situation because they are conditioned to a life of security, conformity, and conservatism, all of which may appear to give one peace of mind, but in reality nothing is more dangerous to the adventurous spirit within a man than a secure future. The very basic core of a man's living spirit is his passion for adventure. The joy of life comes from our encounters with new experiences, and hence there is no greater joy than to have an endlessly changing horizon, for each day to have a new and different sun."
— Chris McCandless

"The core of mans' spirit comes from new experiences."
— Chris McCandless

"If we admit that human life can be ruled by reason, the possibility of life is destroyed."
— Leo Tolstoy, War and Peace

"There is pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society where none intrudes,
By the deep sea and the music in its roar;
I love not man the less, but Nature more."
— Lord Byron

"Rather than Love, than Money, than Fame, give me Truth."
— Henry David Thoreau

"I have lived through much and now I think I have found what is needed for happiness. A quiet, secluded life in the country with the possibility of being useful to people..."
— Leo Tolstoy

A vast silence reigned over the land. The land itself was a desolation, lifeless, without movement, so lone and cold that the spirit of it was not even that of sadness. There was a hint in it of laughter, but of a laughter more terrible than any sadness -- a laughter that was mirthless as the smile of the Sphinx, a laughter cold as the frost and partaking of the grimness of infallibility. It was the masterful and incommunicable wisdom of eternity laughing at the futility of life and the effort of life. It was the Wild, the savage, frozen-hearted Northland Wild.
— Jack London, White Fang

It is easy, when you are young, to believe that what you desire is no less than what you deserve, to assume that if you want something badly enough , it is your God-given right to have it. . . I was a raw youth who mistook passion for insight and acted according to an obscure, gap-ridden logic. I thought climbing the Devils Thumb would fix all that was wrong with my life. In the end, of course, it changed almost nothing. But I came to appreciate that mountains make poor receptacles for dreams. And I lived to tell my tale.
— Jon Krakauer