In a world that doesn’t understand it’s purpose, we drink our life at the bar rather than venture to find our north star

In this journey, some find their reason but many loop in one single season. Round and round the carousel, life slowly becomes a living hell!

Wasted days, wasted waves. Waves that were never ridden, never surfed. waves that crash into the sand

So I ask you, right here, right now, how many wasted waves, how many wasted days will slip into oblivion ?!

I dare you to play!  play all the keyboard and leave no musical notes. Let’s play all melodies and all songs! Cause there is so much to do and so much to see and only one life to be.  

One life and you gone. One life then you are dust and bones. Momento Mori!

Go ! Go die at sea . Never die at bay , like those ships that never sailed .  

Throw away that suit and wear your old dusty boots and travel like a vagabond that has no bond.