WITH MY OWN TWO HANDS

 
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There are no words to express the freedom I feel in writing today and I will tell you why.

As I watch the words that I scribble, slowly filling the blank pages, little by little, step by step, it reminds me of our lives. Yes, we arrive in this world like an empty book with blank pages ready to be filled up. Every thought, every word, every action, every touch : each of these experiences will layer up on these blank pages. It is all about leaving a digital print, a handprint on the Universe.

After all isn't this the purpose of our existence ?

Whatever you decide to do (or not to do) resides in your hands …

By Annaël Assouline