Monday, September 29, 2025

Semester 19 Chapter V: Love

Okay, here we go again. Once again, I’m killing some time on a bus heading towards The Hague. The time in the Czech Republic was epic as expected and since this time I won’t start this motherfucker with a long ass political rant, we can get right into it.

 


So what has happened… On Monday, I went to my dad’s trivia night as usual. Wednesday, I went to do some indoor bouldering with my sis and her partner. I had done this only a few times before so I wasn’t really shining. But it was fun. We went to this Hangar spot not too far away from the city center. The place was packed but there was still enough space to do whatever you wanted to do. It might become something I do a bit more often as I can see figuring out the technique quite rewarding. I do hate those shoes tho. In order to give yourself some extra grip, you really want them super small and it’s all uncomfortable as fuck. Cool day tho. 

 


My friends based in Canada were visiting the country after like forever so I had a chance to do some catch-up with them, too. I’m happy I also saw my nephew. On Friday, we lunched together at my sister’s and later on we took him to the theater group he goes to because there was a rehearsal a performance on the following day. That one I missed as I was on my way to Prague Saturday morning along with the Canadian squad. Prague was all about some of my closest people, good talks and a whole lot of laughs. God, how good that felt. At 11, I was sitting on my regular seat on the bus and here we fucking go. Hope you guys are good. Keep it positive, don’t entertain bullshit and don’t let them fuck with your inner light. One!

 


Highlights:

  • Brno. 
  • Prague.
  • My people.

Sunday, September 21, 2025

Semester 19 Chapter IV: Freedom Of Speech

Okay, let’s get to this. I’ve heard right-wing people calling leftists names for ages now. I’ve heard right-wing politicians ridicule and laugh at violence performed on leftists, too. I’ve heard some of them say the most outrageous shit, I’ve heard them spewing hate, being openly racists or misogynist, and when confronted I’ve heard them say that us leftists are a bunch of snowflakes and soy-boys and we should grow a pair. I’ve heard so many of these fuckers laughing to the face of political correctness as if it was something terrible and dangerous. Because calling black people n-word, homosexuals f-word and women b-word is apparently freedom. I’ve heard them promoting the most inhuman stances on integration, inclusion, birth control, religion and the list goes fucking on. And that’s why the aftermath of this Kirk assassination is so disturbing. I’m gonna say it again. This man should not have been killed. But it’s also fuck literally everything he stood for. If I had to come up with the most repulsive agenda imaginable on pretty much every issue I care about, I would come up with this gentleman. But the way they weaponize his death to crackdown on everybody not praising alt-right politics and Donald Trump specifically is out of this world. Kimmel got canceled for literally playing a clip of Trump blabbering and he’s just another item on the list of voices being silenced. The whole administration is deep in culture wars, taking every chance to portray the left as some sort of organized mob that needs to be reported, silenced and destroyed. The country is on the verge of civil war and instead of calming things down, people in charge pour fuel into the fire. And there have been cases of people attacking and killing one another for their opinions already. Where is your freedom of speech now? How is citing and referencing things you dickheads have actually said a problem? Who is the snowflake now? No fucking accountability whatsoever. America has a real problem. It has had a problem for a while and now it seems to be spiraling out of control. My heart goes to everybody fighting the good fight over there. Been enjoying the Daily Show a lot lately. And for us in Europe… We should be watching all of this very fucking carefully. There are forces bubbling here right under our noses with a very similar agenda. There are people who see all of this and it’s like their wettest dream coming true. And we should do everything in our power to prevent that shit from happening. Donald trump is a rapist, criminal, crook and most likely a pedophile (where’s the list, bro?), JD Vance is a puppet and a joke and Charlie Kirk was a despicable piece of shit. All of them are calculated opportunists and they have nothing to do with Christianity or democracy. Fox News are cocksuckers and the whole administration is so corrupt and rotten, it’s kinda difficult to believe. And the next time, shove all your snowflake talk up your asses. You cannot be taken seriously, you lie every time you open your mouths and you apply double standards so blatantly, it makes almost any rational debate with y’all impossible. Sincerely, a soy-boy.

 


Back to this thing tho. Last week was one of the good ones. That was not surprising but it was definitely needed. Things have been quite rocky so I’m happy I got to unwind a bit. I got to Prague last Saturday early morning, slept for couple of hours and then did a run with one of my bros. It had been a while since I’d done that over there and it was great. Sometimes I remind myself how beautiful the city is. Cycling infrastructure could be much better but the city itself is truly magnificent. In the afternoon, we took it to my friends’ tattoo shop, I helped a bit with getting everything ready and around 4pm the opening event started. It was super cool. There was some amazing vegan catering, there were djs, there were some of my favorite people. Later at night, we took it back to my friends’ spot for some after-party. Got to bed sometime in the morning and stuck around for the rest of the day. We got some food, we cleaned the studio, we did a short photo-shoot for their new merch, and after 8pm I was on a bus to Brno.

 


On Monday, I went for a morning hot yoga class and in the evening I stopped by at my dad’s trivia night along with my sister and her partner. That was fun. Tuesday afternoon, me, my dad and his friend went outside of Brno to this small village where my dad’s partner’s daughter lives. She needed some help with cutting wood and we ended up being the dynamic trio making it happen. Good food, some old-school work under the sun… Wish I did shit like that a bit more often.

 


Wednesday, me and sis met up once more for some dinner at Vegalite and we eventually got joined by another of my friends. Good food, chilled evening. On Thursday, it was some sibling time once again. My sister got some tickets to the Reduta Theater and tagged me along. So after a really long fucking time, I dressed up and went to catch a play. See, Reduta is one of the scenes of the national theater. It’s the smallest out of three in Brno and they normally do a bit more edgy stuff than the other two. And this one was experimental as hell. The performance that evening was Like Lovers Do (Memoirs of Medusa) written by an Israeli author and it was all about sexual violence. Now, in my opinion, it’s super tricky approaching these topics artistically. Very often they come out flat, patronizing and annoying. Like… I’m vegan and I consider climate change a real problem. And it’s not difficult to make a case for that scientifically. But writing a poem about that is a bit of a different sport. And I really got to give credit to that play. There were pretty much no characters nor a story line. It was more like a flow of associations, stories and pictures and it gave plenty of space for the audience to connect the dots. It was disturbing, sometimes it was aggressive but it worked well. After the play, they hosted a live podcast for one of major news outlets in the Czech Republic. There were two hosts plus a lawyer and a woman from a non-profit organization helping victims of domestic abuse. It was an interesting hour of conversation followed by some Q&A. I participated in that, too. We wrapped up the evening by a drink with the director of the play and her partner. Grateful for the whole experience.

 


Friday afternoon, I treated myself with some sauna and later on, I met up with one of my bros for a beer. Had a video call with one of my friends afterwards and called it a night. On Saturday, one of my best friends was supposed to come to Brno from this tiny ass village about one and a half hour away, but he learned that there were no buses on weekends. So I did him a solid, arranged a car and went to pick him up. The car didn’t have bluetooth but it did have a CD player which made me dust off some pieces of my old collection and it turned out to be a pretty cool road trip. Got some lunch with him and his gf under the sun (the day was beautiful) and later in the afternoon we were back in Brno. Spent the rest of day chilling with some of my favorite people. Initially, I was considering going to rave but at the end I didn’t really feel like it. Went for proper sleep instead.

 


It’s yet another lovely Sunday morning and we’re about to do a cycling trip in couple of minutes. Got another week before heading back to The Netherlands and things are looking quite packed until then. In the best way possible. Hope y’all well. Take it easy, keep it positive, don’t entertain bullshit and don’t you ever let them fuck with your inner light. One!


Highlights:

  • Brno. The city is so alive these days. Concerts, people everywhere, beautiful vibe. I tend to take it for granted but objectively it’s very impressive.
  • Sauna.
  • People.

Friday, September 12, 2025

Semester 19 Chapter III: Madness

Okay, here we go again. I’m sitting on a bus to Prague once more. Which means I got time. Which means I’m gonna do this. Some new JID in the headphones, I got a nice overview of the highway stretching out in front of me, we’re set.


I’m gonna start with Charlie Kirk. Haven’t spoken on politics in a while. In principle, I’m obviously against violence. A significant chunk of my personality is hippie and I’d definitely walk an extra mile rather then resorting to physical altercation. Having said that, I’ve also experienced moments when a demise of a person triggered pure nothingness in me. And it’s not to say I’d wished death upon them, it’s just that I felt that their existence had caused way too much destruction and pain, I just couldn’t get truly moved. And this Kirk gentleman would be another one of those. Bro, you spew so much hate. You’re the poster boy for white supremacists, you hate gay and trans people, you want public executions, you are openly racist, you don't respect Palestinians' suffering, you want women submissive and you even fucking say that dead people at campuses are worth keeping the gun laws loose. Well, ain’t that a bitch. And true enough, he was a piece of shit but he should not have been killed. He should have been countered, debated and even ridiculed but not killed. But if you preach hate and destruction, you can’t really act surprised if you happen to end up in the center of it. And it’s fucking wild that all those fucking republicans blame democrats and leftists for this. Sit your dumb asses down. Nobody really knows anything yet and chances are, it could have easily been some sad lonely alt-right conspiracy theorist. In either case, that individual obviously doesn’t represent millions who don’t go out there and shoot at people. And it’s still fuck Trump and the whole administration. Imposing some gun regulations might not that bad of an idea, huh… But nah, let’s just wait for some other public personality to get gunned down or a school to get shot out and then do nothing again. It has worked before, it will work again.

 


Now, when this is off my chest, let’s move to my life. Last week was quite calm on most fronts. On Wednesday, I did a 40km bike ride to the Katwijk area which game an idea of what I’d have to do in order to down this marathon I’ve been playing with. Seems like a bit of a challenge but also seems doable. Gonna do it step by step. Wanna start doing half-marathons here and there and gradually adding up until I get there. We’ll see how it goes.


Outside of that, I’ve unlocked some new elements of handstand. I can hang in there for couple of seconds and I try to throw myself upside down couple of times throughout the day to keep it going. I’ve done some yoga, I’ve done some runs, I’ve kept myself busy.

 


I got about 14 hours on the bus ahead of me but I’m super excited about being back in Prague again. Weekend is gonna be bomb, there’s some much cool shit mapped out, life is good. Hope you guys are doing well, too. Keep it positive, don’t entertain bullshit and don’t let them fuck with your inner light. One!


Highlights:

  • Handstands.
  • Bike rides.
  • Yoga.

Monday, September 8, 2025

Semester 19 Chapter II: Leveling Up

Okay, here we go again. Just got back from a run, got a bit more work to do ahead of me, it’s another sunny day in The Hague. When it comes to running, I finally gave in and started using Strava. My sister destroying my useless old phone pushed me into doing things I’d never done before. I already ordered some solid headphones to go with it and now I started measuring what I do. So now I know, my normal pace is a bit over 5min/km, I know that my regular circle is a bit over 10km and I also know that it would not be that difficult to map out a nice marathon route along the shore. And if all goes well this year, maybe I’ll push it there.

 


What else… Last week was mostly business as usual, athough there have been some turbulences here and there. Guess that’s what lives come with tho. It was yoga, it was all the workout, it was some running, some cycling, some swims in the sea… Actually, the other day I went to my favorite beach which also happens to be nude-friendly. And since I hit a moment with literally nobody there (which was confusing as hell since weather was beautiful), I didn't bother wearing trunks. Swimming like that is so fucking liberating. Saturday, we did a longer cycling trip. First, we took it to Hoek where we chilled on the beach, and then we rode all the way to Rotterdam for some dinner. Good 60km. Again, not that difficult in a country that is totally flat and has amazing cyclist infrastructure. Oh, and I got a flat tire this morning so for the first time in this country, I replaced my inner tube. Had to happen at some point.

 


And that’s about that. Pretty short entry this time around. Got 4 more days ahead before going back to the Czech Republic for two weeks and I’m getting pretty excited about that. Got some Earl Sweatshirt on deck, playing with some lyrics ideas, feeling good. Hope you guys are doing well, too. Shout out to all the reader and everybody out there fighting the good fight. We got this. One!

 


Highlights:

  • Andor. Been re-watching the first season and it’s soo good.
  • Getting some data about runs.
  • This vegan Cornetto we’ve been buying non-stop for like 2 weeks now. Sheesh.

Tuesday, September 2, 2025

Semester 19 Chapter I: Bike-camping

Okay, let’s get it. Semester 19, still on this, still aspiring to be the best version of whatever the fuck I am, still going strong. Shout out to everybody reading, much love to everybody who needs some, we got this. It’s Monday evening, I got some rap playing once again and I’m ready to dive in.

 


So last week was a bit all over the place. Whole lotta shit on personal level, one of those roller-coaster rides. But I think everything is slowly getting back under control. Last Monday, I attended this meet-up regarding the bike-camping trip planned for the weekend. I really really wanna give a fucking shout out to the Sore Legs collective. It’s a small one but you can tell those people are real enthusiasts on different levels. First of all, you got people who casually do ultra-cycling there. Those maniacs that hop on a bike and do like 500km on one go. They are also much more open to everybody and actively encourage outsiders to join for rides, for runs, for anything. With no profit, no secret agenda… Over the week, they have events easily accessible by any level, they do specials here and there and they’re also want people to come up with their own shit for others to join. And unlike the other collective I’ve tried, they are not riding bikes worth thousands of euros. You show up with whatever you got and you don’t feel out of place. And I really had to give it up to them repeatedly. Instead of doing a camping trip with couple of close friends, they bend over backwards to include anybody who’s interested, they ride fucking cargo bikes to make sure there are enough tents, cookers, coffee and also that people don’t have to carry heavy backpacks the whole time. Talk about determination…

 


So yeah, the weekdays were same old but Saturday morning, I was on my way to the meeting point to kick the whole thing off. It was 7 of us, two people came with cargos and the rest was a bit all over the place. There was a guy with a fixed gear, there were two gravel bikes and two road bikes (that includes me). First, we too it along the coastline all the way to Hoek where we had a break for coffee and some food, and some of us swam. We ended up doing a big ass circle of around 60kilometers with some more stops before making it to the camping close to Delft. The pace was very friendly, vibe was good, weather was on our side (contrary to forecast from earlier that week). Some people brought their own tents but they also produced this massive tee-pee type tent with capacity of 8 people. And that’s where I crashed along with two others. Hadn’t experienced that much space in a tent before. Anyways, we had fire, we had some food, we had some good talks… I’m pretty fucking sure I was by far the oldest over there. And I’m talking about a good decade above the second oldest. I had some cool convos with students who were barely 20. And listen… It really doesn’t mean anything… Intelligent interesting people, who cares… But it’s funny having these moments when you just accept getting another step towards being ancient. Sometimes you see echoes of shit you used to deal with, shit you used to try to figure out… And it’s a trip. Not to say that I felt smarter or in any way more advanced that any of those people. Not at all. But sometimes it gets you back to your student years, to questions you asked yourself back then… Stuff like that. Really tho… A super nice gang, felt inspiring, didn’t feel awkward…

 


We woke up to some more coffee which was actually sponsored by a local roastery. Somebody knew a person who runs it and for couple of instagram pics, we got a nice little pack of quality coffee and we had a portable filter at disposal so we actually had access to some fine ass coffee at practically unlimited amounts. Had breakfast and got back on the bikes. Did another 60-70km, stopped couple of times and made it safely back around 4pm. What a fucking trip. I’ll definitely try to attend their events more. Again, much love and respect to everybody.

 


And that’s about that. Got about two weeks before traveling to the Czech Republic first and I feel things are settling these days. Hope you guys are doing well. Keep it light, keep it positive, don’t entertain bullshit and don’t let them fuck with your inner light. One!


Highlights:

  • Forearm stand. Did something vaguely resembling that with some kind of control.
  • Bike-packing. 130km does not feel that tough when everything is flat and picturesque. No cars, fields, animals, small towns, lakes…
  • Hangouts and talks.