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The toy tractor comes with a rule – sadness is not allowed, and with my endless, unconditional love in both realities. Infinite embracement.

In the last few days I was too tired to write; it was painful, I felt like I leave you alone; but I talked to you. Did you hear me? I am in Cluj-Napoca now – the city where I grew up, and the unofficial capital of Transylvania region – both are facts of historical

A sign, a hint, a wink, the shadow of a wink, anything….Infinite Love, Infinite Hope.

It is midnight here. At the edge of the two realities my Moon is holding your Sun. Infinite Love.

I found myself enumerating the days of the week, paraphrasing your teaching of the days of the week – immense love for your sense of humour: so, yesterday was Sunday, today is Monday, tomorrow is Tuesday – that means another day of silence – the most intriguing silence, the silence of The Alchemist. Is this

I love ducks, they make me smile, especially when they are in this position. I am upside down too, it is painful, alienating, but somehow funny, it brings new perspectives and it is the only balanced position (state of mind) I can be in right now. Infinite Smile. 

I miss even the illusion of connecting with you – but why is it causing so much pain and worry if it’s only an illusion? Double pain, mine and yours, yours feels different – more rebellious and caustic.

Dreams, hopes, feelings – it seems all end in this digital cemetery ghosted by bots. Infinite despair. Ironically, the ghost is “from” Boardman….