Belonging in tradition

I never cared about what other people thought OR I never took it into account, maybe because what I did was the only thing, I could do. I was never part of modernity, but trapped into tradition.

We live in the world, where the majority live, where we don't have a choice. We do, what we do, because this is our only option. I never belonged in Europe. I was dropped here by accident and my destiny was to always go away to seek my other heritage.

I belonged outside in remote places - but still I walked alone.

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