ABOUT THE PROJECT
Those who are searching for a Home will find themselves frustrated again and again because they will find again and again that it turns out to be only a house. Home was their idea. It was their illusion, their hallucination. It was their poetry, their romance. They have been weaving and spinning something invisible around the house which nobody else can see - only they can see it. But it is just a mind game. Man is born homeless, and man remains his whole life homeless. Yes, he will make many houses into homes and he will get frustrated. And man dies homeless. To accept the truth brings a tremendous transformation. Then you don't search for a home - because home is something there, far away, something other than you. And everybody is searching for a home. When you see its illusoriness, then, rather than searching for a home, you will start searching for the being that is born homeless, whose destiny is homeless. There is no way to make a home. And this is a miracle: the moment that you realise that there is no way to make a home, then this whole existence is home. Then wherever you are, you are at home; because now there is no question of making a home - now there is no question of creating an illusion. You have accepted your homelessness, not with any unwillingness, any resistance, but joyously, because it is good that you are born without a home; otherwise that home will be an imprisonment. Just think, if people were born with a home, they would be born imprisoned. To be homeless is to be free. It is freedom. It means there is no attachment, no obsession with anything outside; that you are not in need of getting some warmth from the outside, but that your warmth is within you. You have the source of warmth inside; you don't need it. So wherever you are - without a home - you are strangely at home. The people who are searching for a home are always getting into despair, and finally are going to feel, “We have been cheated, life has cheated us. Somehow it gave us the desire to find a home - and there is no home at all, it simply does not exist."
Tareeq*, 28, was kicked out of his house at the age of 11. Born in Syria, Tareeq moved to Denmark with his family at the age of three. He has been unable to find stability in life ever since. At a remarkably young age, Tareeq got involved in selling drugs. His parents found this unacceptable and by the age of 11 he was forced to leave his house. Through selling drugs, he had made decent money and friends and since then, he has always been on the move, travelling around various cities in Denmark selling drugs and finding shelter. He has his good days, but followed by bad ones. Financial debt and Tareeq's life go hand in hand. When tourist season is on, he is flying over a quarter million as he gets to sell the most. However, when days are bad he is under debt of over 50,000dkk.
Ever since he left his house he has never stayed in one place. Sometimes he sleeps at friends' places, other times in a shelter and during his worst days, he sometimes sleeps on the streets. Today, Tareeq lives at a friend's apartment who owes him a large debt. It seems that it might take him a few years before he can pay Tareeq back. Till then, Tareeq has a place to stay. He only ponders upon the present because who knows what will happen in the future. For now, Tareeq has his blissful little den where he does all that life requires him to do.