To Princess BEA*... and the one hundred and forty-four thousand fireflies, stars or galaxies.
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Beautiful as the moon,
Exquisite as the sun,
Awesome as an army with banners.
Chapter 1: The Fortress from the Mountain of Love
Chapter 2: Labor for Almost Seven Minutes
Chapter 3: Fatal Magic; the Lost Love
Chapter 4: Deliverance from Slavery Hijacked
Chapter 5: The Sacrificed King; Plot Through Magic
Chapter 6: The King’s Treasures Buried by Thieves
Chapter 7: The Hidden Prince Brought by Rain and Water
Chapter 8: Magic Destroyed by Hail and Fire
My dear,
I’ve been waiting to write to you... sometimes the journey is so long and full of obstacles. I think of you constantly – beautiful.
I love you enormously. Perhaps this tangled story also makes my heart so pink... maybe you. Your face is constantly on the retina of my soul, so I am not alone.
Thank you for YouTube. I understand (from dedication) that what I understood (from the dream) is correct and I assure you that we are mega-ok. You are my destination, the road matters less. Then, the next story is 100% sure!
I thought this week wouldn’t end, I’m glad it’s over... I have to start writing tomorrow – the plan is a book; I should finish it by the middle of next month. I have to write it. Now I understand everything (the truth)... the stars demand it of me. My weekends will be busy... but I won’t forget you... I love you with all my being... the stars know, you know too.
I paint you pink, moment by moment, in my soul, in my thoughts... everywhere. You are beautiful! – regardless of the watch of my hand.
My dear,
The book I’m writing... the truth... has nothing to do with us... apparently.
This is a comprehensive understanding of: 1. “Alpha”, 2. Creation, 3. Sin, 4. Israel, 5. Prophecies: Jerusalem, 6. Seven Churches, 7. Prophecies: Salem, 8. “Omega”.
The titles won’t be exactly like this... it’s just the idea.
The book title will be: The Letters of Salem
The subtitle of the book will be: The Crown Prince and the Treasures of the City of Cherubim
Chapter I: The Fortress from the Mountain of Love
Chapter II: Labor of Almost Seven Minutes
Chapter III: Fatal Magic; the Lost Love
Chapter IV: Deliverance from Slavery Hijacked
Chapter V: The Sacrificed King; Plot Through Magic
Chapter VI: The King’s Treasures Buried by Thieves
Chapter VII: The Hidden Prince Brought by Rain and Water
Chapter VIII: Magic Destroyed by Hail and Fire
I just told you... don’t misunderstand me.
I love you! – pink dreams.
My dear,
I realize it’s more complicated than I initially thought... I mean writing... it’s so easy to write when you’re in my thoughts. I’ve just finished the chapter titles... The truth is, you “mess” with me... I do what I do, and I think of you... I like that you mess with me... that way I’m not alone.
And even my palm, it reminds me of you... almost everything pushes me towards you: my thought, my heart, and my palm... and me, entirely. I don’t know why? I’m joking! You melt me!
Serene you are! – moment by moment in all that I am.
Bea, my princess...
you are the reason for this book, because thanks to you my mind has explored ideas that I wouldn’t have reached otherwise. You have been a challenge for me and, as I have said before, you have made me huge... you opened my eyes to see higher.
The truth is all around us, not just in books... sometimes it is found as a faint glimmer even in the darkest places ruled by lies, you just need to have a trained soul’s eye and with help from the stars to feel it.
In a way, this book is dedicated to you: the light I constantly yearn for with all that I am.
I’m trying to write as if I’m writing only to you, because today and until we see each other, only you know about this “project”... I’m making it as a ring for you, and not for any other reason, but because I love you.
I have discovered that love is the key to understanding all things; and for this, I thank you.
Take care of yourself (and me) until we meet in pink.
Pink is you! – you were and you will be... always.
My dear,
My thoughts are constantly turning to you.
With the book, I’m not making spectacular progress. If I were home, I could isolate myself more easily. Here, something always intervenes. Yet, the book keeps me close to you, as many ideas have slipped into my mind amongst thoughts of you.
I miss you so much... I’m not saying it like it’s a problem... then, you fill my being in other ways... the way I feel you matters infinitely more... I feel you inside, you fill my whole being in such a sweet and pleasant way... I feel you in my palm too... it’s probably a kind of antenna... for a while I thought my “allergy” had left me... but it hasn’t gone... Thank you.
You are the allergy! – in everything I am, I find you.
My dear,
I left work for lunch thinking of sincerely thanking you for your silence. I realize more and more that this is how the stars wanted things to be between us, that the gain (ours) is so much greater than the apparent loss. Your silence has led me to overcome certain limits of my being; now, when I think about what I have to write, I realize that the thoughts I wrote to you on certain occasions are springboards to what I have in mind now.
Thank you... and thank the stars.
I carry you through ideas in the thoughts of my soul!
Superb you are !
Bea,
I’m at a loss for words... my head is full of ideas... I just wanted to tell you that every moment you are the face of beauty on the retina of my soul.
You are the universe where I like to be, seemingly lost!
Beautiful you are! – with you in my heart there is neither evening nor season... it’s a constant, endless spring and dawn.
My dearest...
Today at work I was writing in my notebook, almost full of thoughts... smiling:
It’s a huge disadvantage that we’re not together... you were playing with your dog, I was writing peacefully; no one bothered me, because it was known that I was with you.
Yet the stars know that if we were together... I’d be playing with you, and I’d expect your dog to start writing. :)
I hope you are well...
With writing... I only have obstacles... it’s easier to write to you... probably because... you are the pink of my life.
Dream evening! - just like you are pink... within me!
