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We’ll ‘talk’ tomorrow at my 7 am – in case I’ll be woken up by visions it will be around 8 am. Infinite Love, Infinite Hug, Infinite Kiss.

Those will be whispers…

you don’t “cemetery” me anymore, and because I haven’t seen the ‘….sadness’ and ‘Upside down’ in the last few days. Infinite Love, Infinite Hope.

My mother loved black cats. One entered my apartment in Budapest, seemingly out of nowhere, one week before my mother passed away. I didn’t notice that I had left the door open, and I didn’t see the cat coming in. I spotted her when she ran in front of my desk. It felt surreal; my

That I’m here? You, most beloved….Infinite Love.