Saturday, 29 April 2023

WHAT IS A SOUL WITHOUT WINGS? WHAT IS A HUMAN WITHOUT LOVE? THE SCENT OF FIRE?


The heart, the heart, the carrier of the soul; the soul, the soul, carrier of the body. What
am I anyway? The scent of fire. Bone and blood surrounded by skin.
Page 53: Love is the Essence of the Soul Chrysalis

Orignal by Pau Casals

Tuesday, 25 April 2023

IMAGINATION IS MORE IMPORTANT THAN KNOWLEDGE. KNOWLEDGE IS LIMITED; IMAGINATION ENCIRCLES THE WORLD

That is where I am when writing ONLY VISITING THIS PLANET. I love to let my imagination go before me, setting out a course. Most times I arrive at a crossroad facing the every day reality. I realize more and more that the world can no longer only be embraced by dreams, or encircled by imagination. Nowadays there is a stronger grip shaking our world more and more by Big Climate and Social Changes. So writing OVTP is a mixture of fiction and pinch of reality.

LOVE IS THE ESSENCE OF THE SOUL CHRYSALIS is more the opposite, a book about how big reality pinches caused me to create allegory stories and becoming myself... Opposites or different, they are still connected, again, by karma... So are we all, humanly, spiritually and universally connected. So wherever you are in our world, don't give up on oneself, each other, or on our Planet Mother.

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                                                                          RE-POST 2018


Sunday, 9 April 2023

HAPPY EASTER TO ALL/SPIRITS ALSO SERVED😊

😊 PUB WINDOW 😉 @ WESTPORT IRELAND 2009

WHO IS THE REAL EASTER BUNNY?
LOOK WHO I MET ON MY WAY TO WORK THIS MORNING.
I THINK SHE AND HER LITTLE HELPERS WERE JUST HAVING 
A LITTLE BREAK ON MY ROOFTOP AND GARDEN FROM HIDING ALL THE EASTER EGGS
😊😉

repost easter 2021

Friday, 7 April 2023

ONLY VISITING THIS PLANET/THE SNOW LOTUS



     The valley’s filled with the strangest atmosphere. Many mysteries linger here. Where is TeRinzen? Kyho is struggling to get unto higher grounds. I plummet down to catch her and with great difficulty I just can. With my last strength I swoop unto the Sacred Larix Sibirca. She can just jump next to me on her branch. We are both breathless, but we’ve arrived home safely!

     Surrounded by endless tundra and taiga the tree’s strong flexible roots firmly spread out over Mother Earth, vibrating eternal love. The lower mountain range rim together with the sloops of the Mighty Wise Eternal Snowy Summit. Within its midst shines its soul,a dark sparkling lake. 

     I ruffle my feathers and radiate the orgone imprint of my spirit tribe. I caw loud and my teacher TeRinzen instantly answers. Our high-pitched screeching echoing, even my seven spirit brothers reflect their presence back unto the black tourmaline rock formation. 

Excerpt of Only visiting this planet.


MOI LONG AGO IN THE DOLOMITES


RE-POST JULY 2019