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Who Does this Blog Speak to?
Amidst the dimly lit corridors of cyberspace, there exists this blog. This solitary beacon flickers in the boundlessness of the digital night. For whom does this digital tome, lurking in the shadows, await cryptic revelations?
Perhaps for the weary traveller, haunted by the echoes of its existence? Or the dreamer, lost in the realm of imagination, yearning for the hidden recesses of the human psyche? Or not merely mortals, but something more? Something beyond the realm of mortal comprehension? A spectre of the past, whispering secrets from forgotten ages? A messenger of the future, foretelling tales untold?
No! Intended for the seeker of truth, the lover of mystery, the wanderer in the wilderness of the mind. And the poet and the philosopher, the artist and the madman. They all come together by the irresistible allure of the unknown.
Alone, you do not march into my blog. For in the shadows, others like you await. Strangers in a strange land, too, bound together by a common thirst for knowledge.
“Some beautiful paths can’t be discovered without getting lost.”
Erol Ozan
What to Expect?
The cornerstones of my digital home include knowledge, motivation, and imagination. Enter a mesmerising universe where words have meaning and where thoughts soar.

I traverse many realms, not only nature. Stray through the jumble of my thoughts in my blog, where I show a variety of interests in each post.
Through the thick undergrowth of forests and woodlands, I stumble. I ponder the muse of nature is poetry embodied, where I listen to its voice in the whispers of the wind. And the trees groan and sigh, vital protectors of the Earth. Mesmerising trees are important to us all.
“You must give everything to make your life as beautiful as the dreams that dance in your imagination.”
Roman Payne
Where Does the Blog Lead to?
My blog includes more than nature alone. I will write about everything with interest or comes to mind. No topic dares elude.
Both the journey and the destination have a thrill. At every corner, I learn something new. I plunge head-first into a wide range of subjects.

“Having no interest or being curious about nothing is just another way to pose questions. This invites a sweet paradox that even thought about lack of curiosity may make a person curious about the lack of curiosity.”
Thomas Vato
When Will Posts Appear?
In the realm of my blog, time dances to its rhythm. And the essence of spontaneity reigns supreme. Here, I ignore regularity. I embrace the freedom to release a blog post whenever the stars align. And my creative spirit takes flight.

“You can devise all the plans in the world, but if you don’t welcome spontaneity, you will just disappoint yourself.”
Abigail Biddinger
Why Does Time Hold No Significance?
I do not want to bind myself to the rigid chains of expectation. The unpredictability of inspiration makes it lovely. Embracing this organic approach ensures sincere words and ideas. And also heartfelt and genuine to the core of my creative process.
Pushing or forcing creativity into a set timeframe proves challenging. The unburdened mind thrives when it can wander. And when curiosity intertwines with passion to ignite the spark of inspiration.
When I write a blog, I can engage in the process. And seize the chances while the mood strikes and time allows.

Releasing blog posts without expectation ensures my genuine enthusiasm and dedication. Artificial deadlines limit the time to write content.
I realise this could go against what people often expect. They consider routine the pillar of success. You cannot confine creative expression to a rigid framework (Wikipedia). It flourishes when given the freedom to bloom. Unencumbered by the constraints of external pressure.
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“There comes a time when the world gets quiet, and the only thing left is your heart. So you had better learn the sound of it. Otherwise, you will never understand what it is saying.”
Sarah Dessen