Homeland : episode ii

One by one, they ascend.

Consider this, that as many shapes and colours as there are lifting into the sky, there are people walking the same piece of land as you with a hope they long to let fly. All our hopes are different, but perhaps they all ascend in the same direction, and perhaps the wind carries them all together whichever way it blows. Some hopes are big and captivate many, some small and almost unnoticed.





Although our hopes are unique, we're all in it together, carried not in our own strength but by something else beyond us. What is it? And doesn't it make you want to stop looking at your feet?



These are your people. This is your tribe, your clan, and doesn't it look brilliant?


{Today's soundtrack: Koop - Absolute Space from Sons of Koop}