As a little boy takes a walk, he bumps into a little girl and in that very moment when he looked into her star gazing eyes and realised it was always meant to be.

This little boy saw through her very broken soul but somehow still fell in love with every single of her broken pieces.

Was it true love?
Or
Was it fate?
Or
Was it destiny?

Eventually, as time does it's magic they evolve into young adults. Just to fall a part... But always finding their way back to each other. Until the inevitable day arrives.

Will they always love each other in their hearts? Will they still miss each other?

To be continued...

Too much, too little
I'm intelligent and kind
Two lies, two truths
When you bore me
I will leave you

For those who have no gift to see,
There is naught but cruel reality.
But for those with mind and heart in stock,
The hidden doors of life unlock,
And pour out treasures beyond compare-
Simple treats, like cold, clean air-
Or a sunset ripe with firey soul,
The stillness of water inside a plain bowl;
A flower sweet on Spring's hillside,
The thump in our veins that keeps us alive;
A roll of thunder, and mornings song-
These are the virtues to be claimed all along.
What can't be seen by hurried man
Are things more precious than they understand;
For man may rush and push and live by the hour,
But time is wasted when you dont smell the flowers.

All the time I was moving, I carried a large wall mirror with me.
I was looking for the best place for him in every new room I had to live in. The frame was very nicely decorated and the reflection in the mirror was even more beautiful.

                                     Chapter One - Realization-
Last year, in December, I was upset about one specific person’s relationship. I analyzed a lot of our communication and the separation that had no end...suddenly my body began to tingle and release some waves coming to my mind that created for me a vision of someone behind that mirror. I felt amazing and very curious.
Little version of me was waiting behind the mirror to go through and go together into that space that is the only one right for me.
I consciously tried to take the best position to run in as soon as possible to see what all there was, but something was stopping me.
Zeitgeist touched my hand and it was a sign to me that it was not yet time for me to leave so abruptly.I came to terms with it and sketched up everything I saw and felt that night.

                                  Chapter Two - The Next Year-
I move again. The mirror and the decoration of the wings had no place in that apartment, and neither did I. Their power was slowly weakening and I didn’t know it was so. A strange virus has occupied the whole world and we all had to isolate ourselves and deal with it. September is coming and as it is known, people are transforming a lot. I was doing a lot of reckless things because I was waiting to see that change in myself, and I didn’t know I was going to run into a lot of life-threatening situations. I did all this to drive away the pain of all failed relationships with friends, people, memories ... moving again ; new friends, new location, new balcony, new space for my Portal.

                       Chapter Three - The Golden God -
In those days I invited many people as guests to celebrate my new living space. They helped me make a lot of drawings and decorations to help me feel like it was my art studio.
One day a strange guest and potential friend came...
Split personality,conceit, ****** and everything bad you can imagine disrupted my values. He connected too much with the mirror and drew a lot of bad energies through it without me knowing it...after a while, I had to break the glass in the frame of my  mighty Portal just for safety to protect my path which is now under repair. The Joker was sneaking around every time I had to deal with this **** of man, to help me in a strange, madly way to make a shield around myself.
(This story isn't really as short as I thought it would be)

                            Chapter Four - Broken  27 Layer -
I had to sacrifice the portal so that it could be reactivated at the right time. A painful moment when you hear the sound of something bursting that is part of you but you also saved it so you could continue to create stories and see behind it all. I removed The Golden God from my life now. Go f*ck yourself once for all !
The numbers that follow and protect me are now somewhere outside my space sorted and making codes that will be sent to me at the right time.

Chapter Five - Coming soon ...