It's brilliant to be able to converse with completely different people, who grew up under the influence of other elements, and yet still recognize a kind of common humanity. Each person is a universe of possibilities, a surprise, a unique individual capable of deeply touching us, connecting us to what we already have within ourselves, as if the encounter were the opening of a new window to the world, allowing the outside to communicate with the inside. Don't easily let go of the one who walks with you from one point to another beyond; take advantage of this magical interval of the encounter, and know when to have that same interval with the rest of the world.

I like nature and poetry

I am here to make real friends, know cultures, learn languages and exchange letters, stamps and feelings.

if you like snailmail, it will be a  pleasure send u many old postcards, if you want I could send it to you every week.

I like oldest people than me, with young soul, cause I think they are more inteligent and wisdom, but all people are welcome to talk.

my routine is from home to work and enjoy my pets near home.


Every afternoon I walk with my dogs carefree, through the streets of my neighborhood.  I like to get to know the surroundings where I live.  I'm not a fan of long trips, I travel only if it's necessary to find someone or activity that I have an unusual affinity for, which makes everything very special.  I wasn't raised to be away from my bed and hammock for long.  My dogs also miss me a lot even when I leave for work, and they love my friends.  When a friend comes to my house, my dogs already consider
him/her the second most important person in the world.  I am a slow person, and often indifferent and poorly adapted to the complexities of today, which I think are faster than my legs, but I do not avoid getting involved with movements that cause changes to balance the environment in which I live.  I like to read poetry, I like to read poetry. If someone tells me an idea that is offensive to others for free, I'll be offended too.  If I'm attuned to someone, I'll try to draw them so they keep every feature of their face in my memory.

Some people attach great importance to themselves, yet a quick glance at the sky is enough to reveal our own insignificance. Why would anyone consider themselves so important, if not for a failure to observe the beauty of existence? Let us be mindful of the fleeting moment that allows us to exist within this vast span of time.

friendship, poetry, drawing, biking, swimming, taekwondo, philosophy, arts, music, religion, language ...

almost all

no tv

poetry books

“live and let live”
“be kind, you need it too”