These days, situations from the past,
Are going around me so fast,
To test me how will I react,
In those situations where you have to act.

Almost the same people, same locations,
Only you avoiding those stations.
But you're still finding that way in this maze,
Even though I'm not the one who chase.
Not Anymore :)

To get in touch again,
It's hard, I know.
Relax, I'm preparing a great show.
After ten months, you found a reason to talk to me.
You realized - I miss her, I see.

I will do my best,
That in the end we can lay on each other's chest.

We met in a beautiful way,
But we didn't know that we're both cursed.

There's many things I wanted to say,
But the Separation came first.

At the beginning of the journey - Me,
At the very end - You.

We're both stuck, don't you see,
Our shadows are lurking, that's true.

So, pushing ourselves away,
We're both losing each other.

I will trust the Universe,
To break the Curse from one another.

can my angel army be more violent when it comes to expecting too much? to allow me to touch the fast thoughts converted to true colors of your dragon scale.
very proud and very kind
when it's all around okay
very loud, very strict
when it comes to do their own script

I'm traveling through Time gaps.
I can feel the time of Meeting maps.

They're not always harmonized.
I'll be stronger with Time, I realized.

Right moments do not exist.
Only our Forgetting can clear the Memory list.

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 ...

What equals Fear?
Rejection.

What equals Rejection?
Fear.

What equals Love?
Jealousy.

What equals Jealousy ?
Not love? Again fear?

Is this some paradox based on the thin line between love and hate?

I just wanna tell you I'm sorry for being envious.
I didn't want that.
I didn't even know I wanted only You.

I underestimated myself.
I can move on now.
The lesson is clear.
I just need to remove the Fear.
From You.
Myself.

I still haven't fixed my Time Machine.
One year ago,
Or one million if I ever used the time properly...and I changed
In a very strange way.

How much more time will pass,
Until I see all the scenarios I’ve seen in another space.
It's scary to know what's imagination and what is real.

New century 2020 ****** up everything and everyone.
Half a year is already gone. Halfway to my 22.
But I feel like 127.
.

Looking back to my childhood
Until now,
I realized ,for good,
That I never had my own home.

My family was always with me,but roof overhead,
We never had.
Maybe they thought they had,
But I'm the proof that something was missing.

The anchor, that holds our home to the bottom,
Was never thrown to the sea of safety.

I traveled a lot around the world.
And I move very often.
I write this because I'm leaving this flat where I am now.
I'm leaving the view from the balcony, where I spent time waiting for the dawn and praying in a completely different way.

It's like I have 'the home' in my heart.
This is why I like to come to my people and keep in mind that I have to leave soon, but be back again in a while.

My heart recognized once the home where I belong, unfortunately
Not in this dimension...Of course It do exist here,
It's in the city where my transformation started and where I met my true self.

The path with blue skyscrapers aside, I'm looking for the sun at the end of the street of my life, hoping for the person that holds the key of our home, even though he doesn't know he has one, but I do know that he needs time too.

I'll travel and move forward as much as I can,
And be the one who carries home within myself.
Everything you truly believe ,It's always there.

All I ever want
Wherever (the ****) the place was
Is to see you asleep as dawn dawns
To touch your closed burning eyes
And put out the flames in us
To start a new beginning
Without lies.

I would wake up before you
Before the Sun would burn all that misery in us
To prove you that you are Me and I am You
That's why we have our own path to go through.
.
.
.
Alone.
With U.

The mirror now is broken,
The conformation woken,
My doubt from the other side - spoken.

Golden blood spilled all over my field,
Without any fear, I used that to form my shield.

He saw You there. He called me by the name You call me.
That's just a proof that you're waiting there for me.
While fighting his demons, he only met you on the way,
Luckily, I drove him away.

I made him break the layer of glass I couldn't master.
The frame will now heal faster, and the Gate is coming much more powerful then ever.
Just not letting anyone get near my space ever !

Hope The G.G killed one of the bad that morning.
There are three more to break free.
Don't mess with me again- This is the last warning.
You're just scared of your true self G.G, so get you away from me.

Since you're gone I have no sleep :D
Yeah for sure.
Joke on you.
Peace on you too !

We're born in our own sign
Although we're all different
The number 1(11)  is engraved in our spine.

They say, only 3 loves you can experience in this life
But,is there any evidence of afterlife?
The all 3(33) versions of you conecting with me,
Is the proof with every stage of Dawn , I see.

Human has the basic 5(55) senses
The key of Universe  (3,6,9)
What most secrets mentioned
You can choose the tense,
And fly with your wings in defence.

Dates,years,times ... vision formulas.

Yesterday the great conjunction started,
As well as the first day of winter,
The planets are aligned and charted,
The day of your birth, on calendar 2020,
printed.

I'm moving again soon.
Without any fear.
I'll be followed by the moon,
For the darkness of my path to see clear.

I'll leave here all bad visions and dreams,
This place doesn't know for good, it seems.

As an Aquarian, please oh Divine everything let me design my life the way I deserve it, without the influence of others.

The fire within me,
Scattered the ashes of my soul.

How reckless you can be to think ,
That once you're awake,
There's no more pain.

                    ...how sweet and innocent....

Just think about how many times you spent,
Without even knowing what have you gain.

It's time to heal,
And be real in this 3d illusion.

Just choose your suffering.
It's the part of the journey.
I know it's not easy to catch fire again.

But next time We're gonna be much stronger
To fly a little bit  longer.

I went to that place by accident.
After two years of searching,
For the City view, I realized
I was very near.
I always knew, this place was hiding from me to come alone.
Now, that's clear.
My good friend was with me, and without her being there, I would probably choke on tears... Cause you once Said to me :
" I come here to suffer alone"

I need to grow into My Dragon spirit.
I feel like I'm loosing The Faith again.
If you really don't feel anything, you Will feel My sadness every time you come there alone or with somebody else. Or with her...

I put a lesson on my skin,
This time for the rest of my life.

Again, victimized, decided to get used to my pain.
It doesn't even hurt anymore, it's just implanted on the surface on my body. My never well accepted body.

I don't write in rhymes anymore.
Cause lost my passion for every little thing I loved to do or to make or to think and see and feel.

This tattoo on my hand will remind me on not giving permission to anyone to be more important than me.
Not to rely on another or something.

The ink is now out of the dark.