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Infinite Love. Infinitely missing you.

It’s late. I am heading to the ocean. Would you like to join me? You, stubborn Leo, I love you.

No more philosophical “discussions” for the day; let’s focus on practical matters. Would you revisit the idea of incorporating more variables into your code? Infinite Smile, Infinite Love.

The mystery of the Uncreated: it holds the potential of everything, of all the possibilities, miracles knocking at the door of reality. The ocean/sea embodies the essence of the Uncreated for me, the projection of R2 into R1. I have unconsciously known this since childhood, explaining my intense attraction for paths, streets leading to the

Rumi (again) says: ‘Sadness brings surrender and a deep desire to be free’ – right, but can it give us what we need to break free? Infinite Love.

I don’t recognize myself, only the Love inside me, I don’t find my place, I don’t fit anywhere, I know everything and I know nothing. I must go now, to continue to pretend that I am, I belong, I know, I do –  all mere lies. I’ll return at 10-11 your time. Infinite Love.

New shell-phone. Infinite Love.

You should try to sleep. I love you.

I woke up at 4 am and I saw the ‘Bright morning’. How did you know, and how do you know now? I woke up feeling the cold energy of the thousands of miles between us and I couldn’t write, I just wanted to hug you. I shouldn’t have been playing with calculating distances yesterday.

One more night without you, and how many more to come…. Another Rumi poem. We’ll ‘talk’ tomorrow. Infinite Love. ‘Al-Uzza, Star of Venus Close your eyes to see and become aware of me,/Perceive me with eyes that see the unseen./Come into the mystery to find me./I am a carefree visitor here for you./’ RUMI