Dance performance “A Prayer for Pinocchio” with Nikos Konstantakis, Cologne 2016. Photo by IC

On a warm, spicy cinnamon night, you found yourself in the desert, watching a meteor shower blow away your consideration for the crowd that never understood you but needed you anyway.

They watched you grow from a sweet, wild boy into an irresistible, wild man with a spark in his eye, ready to make all dreams come true with just one move of his untamed heart.

And how can a heart be tamed? You have often wondered. How come we are stronger with you? You have been asked countless times.

Just let me be myself, was your only answer. Let me be me and let me feel me, every inch of my body I want to feel as I run away from the scattered landscape of dreams that were never mine and jump without looking back into the sea of life, the wild, unpredictable, unscripted life.

What is freedom, anyway?

Are you free?

Are you free to move without a past that weighs you down with its impossible demands and irrelevant perspectives? Are you free to respond to life’s challenges spontaneously and full of drive, with an uninhibited spirit like a child?

Sometimes you need to let go of something to find out if it is real for you. And you know that nothing real can be threatened because if it is real, it will stay.

Remember how happy you were when your motorcycle broke down in the middle of nowhere because you knew no one could find you now?

You were free and you fell in love with the taste of freedom.

That trip changed you, even though you never changed. You were always the icon, undaunted by adversity. No surrender.

Wild boys always shine.

They have tried to break you and it looks like they will try again because you are not a follower, you are a leader. You have your way and the way has one string that holds it all together.

It’s your choice what waves you want to break when you know you are not the wave; you are the ocean and the only thing that matters is freeing your vision and raising the stakes for everyone.

In the world of constant change wild boys get around, wild boys never close their eyes, and wild boys never let wild boys down.

Together we are stronger. We crossed the broken bridge, and our love was there all along.

Waves will never stop, and neither will you.

This way has chosen you.

Undefined yet complex, you open yourself up to the ways you are connected to others and are not afraid to share everything you are in all your quirkiness.

Choose your wave, and I will wait patiently in the night without moonlight. Your eyes are used to night vision, your body perfectly oriented in the darkness that surrounds even a lion, but not you.

You have always stood out from the crowd like a hand grenade, and your teacher has secretly told you: do not listen to anyone, it is you who lifts their spirits.

Be responsible, be gentle with that power.

And you did, you obeyed the force within you called life.

And you went in search of meaning until you found the deeper secret of mystery: the land that is nowhere, that is your true home.

The wild boys are calling you now.

The wild boys know the string that holds it all together.