Obrechtstraat 378, gekraakt

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Obrechtstraat 378, my old house.

My front door...

My Room. I painted the separation with home made paint. I didn't put enough sikkatief in it. It didn't dry for a long time...

I play a little guitar....

Drying my clothes...

Rinne. He commited suicide by swimming into the sea...

Me, being in love with Neeraja

I was living in a squatted house, never washed my hair with shampoo, drove a three wheeler bicycle and meditated one hour a day, Vipassana. I was a macrobiotic cook, vegetarian, didn't drink, smoke or use any drugs, including coffee...

ShanT.

Saada.

Neeraja

Neeraja. I can still hear this song in my head, seeing her like this, that I always sung thinking about her. 'You are so beautiful...'

ShanT and Neeraja

Neeraja and me. She made me crazy. I still love her. But she is so scared. A mosquito has to become an elephant....

I call him Leroy. He is very present....

I found a dentist chair on the street. Here I am together with Lakshen.

Back from India

Neeraja, She was the only woman I knew for the full hundred percent I wanted to be with. I was so in love..

Neeraja. It took me 8 years to trust to fall in love again. What pain I had splitting up from you... But I didn't understand you then, and I still don't understand you now...

Dharmsala, McLeod Ganj, Monks, Temples and a lot of Um Mani Padme Um...

Dilgo Kyentse
Rinpoche Tulku

With Tischa

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