The Letters of Salem

My dear,

I could hardly wait to finally write to you... sometimes the road is so long and filled with obstacles. I think of you continuously – beautifully.

I love you endlessly. Perhaps this tangled story is exactly what makes my heart so pink... perhaps it is you. Your face is permanently on the retina of my soul; that way, I am never alone.

Thank you for the YouTube link. I understand (from the dedication) that what I understood (from the dream) is correct, and I assure you that we are mega-okay. You are my destination; the road matters much less. Besides, the next story is 100% certain!

I thought this week would never end, I am glad it is over... starting tomorrow I must begin writing – 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 will never forget you... I love you with all my being... the stars know, and you know too.

Moment by moment, I paint you pink in my soul, in my thoughts... everywhere. Beautiful is what you are! – regardless of the watch on one’s wrist.

My dear,

The book I am writing... the truth... has nothing to do with us... apparently.

It is a complete 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 is just the idea.

The book’s title: The Letters of Salem

Its subtitle: The Crown Prince and the Treasures of the City of Cherubim

Ch. I: The Citadel from the Mountain of Love

Ch. II: Labor of Nearly Sven Minutes

Ch. III: Fatal Magic; the Lost Love

Ch. IV: Deliverance from Slavery Hijacked

Ch. V: The Sacrificed King; Plot Through Magic

Ch. VI: The King’s Treasures Buried by Thieves

Ch. VII: The Hidden Prince Brought by Rain and Water

Ch. VIII: Magic Destroyed by Hail and Fire

I just wanted to tell you... lest you should have misunderstood.

I love you! – pink dreams.

My dear,

I realize that it is more complicated than I initially thought... I mean the writing... it is so easy for me to write when you are in my thoughts. I have only just finished the chapter titles... The truth is that you “distract” me... whatever I do, I find myself thinking of you... I like that you distract me... that way, I am never alone.

There is also my palm, it reminds me of you... almost everything pushes me toward you: my thoughts, my heart, my palm... and all of me entirely. I don’t know why? Just kidding! You melt me!

Serene is what you are! – moment by moment in all that I am.

My princess...

You are the reason for this book because, thanks to you, my mind explored ideas I would not have reached otherwise. You were a challenge for me and, as I have said before, you made me giant... you opened my eyes to see higher.

The truth is anywhere around us, it is not only in books... sometimes it is found as a faint glimmer even in the darkest places ruled by lies, you just have to have the eye of the soul trained and, with help from the stars, to feel it.

In a way, this book is dedicated to you: the light for which I ceaselessly yearn with everything I am.

I try to write as if I am writing only to you, for from today until we meet, only you know of this “project”... I am making it like a ring for you, and for no 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 of me) until we meet in pink.

Pink is what you are! – you have been and will be... always.

My dear,

My thoughts turn continuously toward you.

With the book, I am not making spectacular progress. If I were at home, I could isolate myself more easily. Here, something always gets in the way. Yet, the book keeps me close to you, for many ideas have slipped into my mind among my thoughts of you.

I miss you very much... I don’t say it as if it were a problem... besides, you fill my being through other paths... “the way I feel you matters infinitely more...” ... I feel you inside, you fill my entire being in such a sweet and pleasant way... I feel you in my palm too... it is probably a kind of antenna... for a while I thought the “allergy” had left me... but it didn’t go away... thank you.

The allergy is what you are! – in all that I am, I find you.

My dear,

I left work for lunch with the intention of thanking you sincerely for your silence. I realize more and more that this is how the stars wanted things to be between us, for our gain this way is much greater than the apparent loss. Your silence has led me to transcend certain boundaries 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 now have in my mind.

Thank you... I thank the stars too.

I carry you among ideas within the thoughts of my soul!

Gorgeous is what you are!

My dear,

I am without too many words... my head is full of ideas... I just wanted to tell you that, moment by moment, you are the face of beauty on the retina of my soul.

You are the universe where, apparently lost, I love to be!

Beautiful is what you are! – with you in my soul there is neither evening nor season... it is something constant, a kind of endless sunrise and spring.

My precious dear...

Today at work I was writing in my notebook, which is nearly full of thoughts... smiling:

It is an enormous disadvantage that we are not together... you would play with your dog, I would write peacefully; nobody would disturb me, for they would know I am with you.

Still, the stars know that if we were together... I would be playing with you, and I would expect your dog to start writing instead. :)

I hope you are well...

With the writing... I have nothing but obstacles... it is easier to write to you... probably because... you are the pink of my life.

A dream-like evening! – just as you are pink... inside me!