Behind the rainforest – Part 2

With the rocking of a peaceful swell in the wild Indian Ocean, Joe was overwhelmed by such waves of memories and shades of the past on the slow-moving ship. By that time, he was torn about figuring out why he was in the position that he was in, unleashed somewhat earlier by an unreal situation at home. He was fighting to control an immeasurable urge to kill. Even many years later, here far-off the coast of Sumatra, he couldn’t help but think about that crazy shit that had been driving him mad for so long.
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Kind of blue


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He who does not travel does not know the value of men.
— Moorish proverb

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This place is a pretty remote part of the bloody world.
I’ve been raised in such a tropical island ghetto which is probably why I like enduring the horrifying long travels to these far-off corners of the globe. There’s room for valuable insights here in the face of compulsive materialism and raging narcissism that have become the appalling standards of our modern living.
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Insights from a remote island village


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Another disaster in the news today: a ferry caught fire after one of the passengers dropped negligently a cigarette in a trash, 6 dead, 7 missing. Two days later, another one capsized from the impact of a large wave, four people were confirmed killed. The number of ferry accidents due to rough seas, overcrowding, poor maintenance, lack of safety or negligence, is scary over there. Our boat rather looks in good condition. On its front stands “safety first” in capital letters, but it rather sounds like a cheap attempt to restore a measure of trust.
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