The Journey...

No matter what you become in life or how much growth, income, and success you have; we all come back to one thing: The source of who we are. The easiest way to find the meaning of your life is often to come back to your roots. Who made you ? What are your roots and genes ? You can't escape this thing that is part of you and can never been forgotten #yourDNA. Last week, during my short weekend in New York, I have been reminded where I come from as my grandma was born in Cuba and part of my family still lives there. I have been urged lately to get back in contact with them, so that the rest of the family can finally meet. I know that after my mum decided she would keep me, my genitor quickly forgot about me - but there is more to that. My auntie reminded me that I am more than what we think. I am rebellious, I am a fighter, a revolutionary; and avant-garde from my genes #1804 #1953. Nobody can take that from me. This blog is my pursuit, my record of everyday - every minute - through my photography, of who I am; where, and WHO I am going to be.

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