One time in Dubai a taxi driver tried to convert me to Islam…

And he had no idea what he was getting into…
After long drive to a church and what had to be one of most difficult conversations in his life, he agreed he would start reading Gospel.
I was walking on the thin ice you see. Criticism of Islam is forbidden in United Arab Emirates. I had to tread carefully, so my words would not be treated a an open attack on something that I fundamentally disagreed with.
And I managed to make a deal with that driver.
I promised to read Quran in return, for him opening the Gospels. What my discussion partner didn’t know is that I read parts of Quran before. I also watched lectures of people as far from Christianity as Alan Watts, Ekhart Tolle or Richard Dawkins, even read Crowleys essays and browsed through La Vey’s satanic “bible”.
Why would I do that? Why would I expose my mind to things that could shake, corrupt or simply shatter foundations of my worldview?
Same reason on why a warrior risk losing his teeth on the arena.
Because a true warrior faces challenge wide open.
True warrior, finds strength in exercising his mind, he does not back down from intellectual and spiritual confrontation as he sees an opportunity there to sharpen the sword of his faith.
And there is no greater challenge than facing argumentation that questions the very base of our beliefs. And we the war we wage has a spiritual dimension.
And so, as the taxi driver, explains to me the glory of Allah I smile take a deep breath and engage, so I can tell him about a greater Glory thats out there.  I yield my sword, check my armour and I go forth into the storm.
I have been challenged again. And as many times before, I would make sure it will be for the good.
And in the aftermath, as with every battle, as I grow weary,  I remember to reinvigorate myself with the Truth.  So I close my eyes, take a deep breath, and let my mind regenerate by focusing it fully on Logos. The One Word. Who not only spoke just the Truth, but is the Truth Himself. And as the minutes pass by, a quote of G.K Chesterton, resonate through my heart. It is a quote that should become a mantra of spiritual warrior:

“Merely having an open mind is nothing. The object of opening the mind, as of opening the mouth, is to shut it again on something solid.”

And in the ever changing universe, with all it’s different people and their countless beliefs, there is nothing more solid than the Truth.

Peak of the mountain

You cannot fulfill your destiny if you are just struggling day by day to survive.

Don’t think about next day – it will surely be painful, but you will be ready for it. Not now, but when the time comes.

Think of ten years ahead. Where do you want to be? Think of the peak of the mountain.

Look up. Look above treetops, above rooftops, above the horizon. Look up and see. Your mission, your goal, your dream.

It is there on the peak of the mountain. From that peak you will cast shadow on the clouds under your feet, you will swallow the wind into your lungs and you will shout your victorious battle-cry.

You will be king of the world, because you have mastered your life.

step by stepBut first you need to get there.

So now look down.

Look at your feet, and start pushing forward.

Step by step.

In front of your eyes it is just dirt.

But it will be the peak of the mountain that you will see.


Just remember where you are heading.

Radosław Scheller


There will be a time when you will be alone. You will not avoid it.

There will be time when you will be abandoned, forgotten, left astray…

Maybe there are people around you that love you, but there will be time when they will be gone. Maybe you will have to take that challenge, change your job, you town, your country, your life. Maybe you will dip into failure, and the ones who had your back will turn it on you. Maybe you will achieve success and the ones whom you cherished will not recognize you anymore.

You will be left alone. No matter how hard you will try, you will have to face it eventually.

Maybe you will get sick. Maybe you will get misunderstood. Maybe you will have an accident. Maybe you will get old and everyone who ever mattered will just fade away.

No matter what happens, this time will come some day.  You will be alone.

And then you will have to do it.

Play with open cards. Take the veil off and look into your own heart. It is then, when the answer to this one question will define on how this loneliness will treat you:


Did I live my life true to myself or was my life just a mere reflection in the eyes of the others?

Radek from the Blue Moon

Life is a flow

Life is a flow


There is no “fixed” stage of life.

Nothing is set in stone. Things are changing, always and perpetual.

Even then when we reach our wildest dreams, there is still something more to be achieved or yet to be maintained.

Life is not a mountain, that you can conquer by a single, spontaneous attempt and then enjoy the view from it’s top.

Life is like a wave.

It flows.

We are there carried by it in our tiny, little boats.

We have no choice but to keep paddling. That is the only way to stay on it’s top.


Blue moon station – operational

**WARNING** – commencing landing procedures.

Docking in progress.

**please wait**

Opening vacuum gate.

all systems online

**updating facility status**

Location: moon

Moon color: blue

Station crew: 2

———————————-> It has been a while Captain.<————————————————

———————————-> Welcome home!<————————————————

Berlin encounters

Just stop for a moment. And listen.

There is Music hidden in a heartbeat, although shrouded by an immense cacophony of our daily struggles.

There is Hope shinning from above, an ilumination from celestial Lighthouse visible to all wearied sailors who have the courage and humility to raise their heads up in the midst of the tempest.

There is Love, awaiting for you on the shores of life, patient enough to withstand the cold gale untill you safely reach the harbor.

And there is an Ugly Fish, which is ugly and lives in the sea.

Log 5 – You ain’t good enough

Let me tell you a story. A story about not being good enough.

Well… three stories actually.

Story number 1

A classic sci-fi movie “Gattaca”

Vincent has dream.

He wants to fly to the stars, to Titan  – one of Jupiter’s moons. In the world he lives that’s possible. But not for the ones like him. Vincent is in-Valid, his genome hasn’t been modified, his imperfection made him a pariah in a semi-divine society. With a 99% probability of developing heart disorder and vision defect his CV will designate him to be nothing more than a toilet cleaner. Vincent simply ain’t good enough for stars.

But he does not give a fuck.

He studies hard, and works even harder. He also makes a scam which allows him to slip through the recruitment process, based on DNA evaluation.

Soon enough he finds himself  a step before those he once admired.

He is determined, and he does not give up his dream, no matter the circumstances.

Eventually, he flies to the stars.

But that’s just a movie.

Story number 2

Polish boxer – Adamek is a  former junior heavyweight champion and former cruiser heavyweight champion.

He decides to go for the “kings” category – heavy weight. He trains hard, he pumps up his body, he rolls through several heavy weight stars, and eventually challenges the true champion.

The Big Bro –  has dominated the ring for years, he  is not only taller and heavier than the Polish challenger, but also more experienced. Experts do not leave Adamek any chance. Adamek simply – ain’t good enough for this fight.

But he does not give a fuck.

He stands up for the challenge, he takes his chance. Maybe – only such chance  in his lifetime. Opportunity not only to defeat the unbeatable Doctor K.O but also to be the first boxer in history to collect belts from three different weight categories.,

And so Adamek faces the champion.

And get’s his ass kicked.

Now that’s not a movie, that’s life.

Story number 3

I am in the middle of the training. Let’s call it a “ballet” training.

Our coach wants to teach us something new, – how to react in a specific situation. He calls me, and tells me to lie down on my back.

Than he calls the others and asks them to surround me. Than he tells them to start kicking me. Over and over again.

And he waits.

It took me several enormously long seconds to realise what I have to do. I scream and swear, and I give back the punches and kicks. And I get the fuck up.

It is than, when we hear from the coach:

“In real life, you will be outnumbered.

They will be stronger, they will be better fighters, there will be 2 of them, there will be a crowd of them, they will have knife, they will have rod. You will be tired, you will be sick, you will be surprised, you will be already knocked on the ground.

They will kick you in the groin, they will step on your face.

But you will get up. And you will keep fighting.

You will keep on fighting bitch.  And you will not give up.

This is true and only philosophy of our ballet classes”

Nice stories hmm?

Any lesson from those?

Let’s try:

We will always find, someone better, prettier, more clever, more handsome or stronger to compete with us. We will always find the obstacles on our way too challenging for our poor resources.

But if we believe in something we simply shouldn’t give a fuck.

And we should push forward, no matter what the final outcome would be.

Just like the kid below.

Soundtrack: Ill Nino.

End of Log 5