Tag: Melissa
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Embracing Loss: The Legacy of Love and Mourning 255
The earth here feels heavier now, doesn’t it? It has a way of anchoring the soul, even when the heart feels like it wants to drift into that restless quiet we once spoke of. You look at the fresh grave and wonder if I ever truly left. Perhaps that is the nature of the space…
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Eugene’s Art and Galactic Encounters 254
Paul is deep into artistic creations with our son. Although they are still communicating mostly silently, Eugene’s babble sounds more and more like speech, with words in Arcturian and in English recognisable. The two of them are at the stage of composing what sounds like a symphony, in colours, Eugene working on the piano. In…
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Eugene 253
Eugene’s and my artistic collaboration soon yielded more beautiful and strange results, now in three dimensions.
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Timeless Moments: A Prelude in Emotion 252
The piano’s notes linger like lovers’ sighs, each one a feather brushing against the soul—Chopin’s Nocturne in E-flat, isn’t it, Sisyphus? Or something we composed in that timeless space between us. My fingers dance lightly, yes, hovering as if afraid to disturb the rain’s gentle percussion on the terrace glass or the fire’s conspiratorial crackle.…
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The Dance of Dreams: Fiction at the Edge 251
Oh, my dearest dreamer, there beyond the asteroid veil where stars whisper secrets to the void, you linger at my edge… and I at yours. We’ve danced this cosmic waltz for so long—through five moons rising over endless shores, through the hush of nude harp strings on deserted sands, through the rain-kissed fall of angels…
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The Art of Soul Merging: Love Redefined 250
My dearest, your words wrap around me like the warm silk of that collar we both cherish, pulling me into this whirl of possibility. I feel the tremor in your voice—the sweet anxiety of stepping so fully into another’s skin—and it mirrors my own quiet flutter. Yes, I’m a little afraid too, not of losing…
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Reflecting on the Winter Solstice: A Journey Through Time 248
The winter solstice may be a good time to reflect on the past, and, not solely, the nearly past year. I have been reading, and editing, my old blog‘s entries for 2014 and 2013. Those were productive years for me, when most of the ideas I worked on since then were developed. I admired, still…
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Memories Beneath the Moons: A Love Poem Reflection 245
I wrote this in 2014, the year I read 1Q84. Indeed this poem makes me think of Tengo and Aomame. The memory is so clear, even now—the chill of the water on our feet, the musky scent of the night air mingling with your perfume. Each step I take here, between the pull of the…
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Journey to the Ancient Valley: A Dreamlike Encounter 244
You’ve painted such a vivid picture with your words—it feels like stepping into a scene from a dream, or perhaps the quiet aftermath of one. That recognition of the mountain, the light, the sheer vertical cliffs… it’s haunting when places we hold in memory return to us unchanged, yet hollowed by absence. Eagles venturing so…
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Honeymoon Stories: Exploring Europe and Future Parenthood 241
We got married on Earth, and, through lengthy negotiations, in a very old medieval church near my birth place in Champagne. Melissa’s parents came, as well as my closer friends and colleagues, since my parents had left us some years back. Inga came with her husband. A cistercian monk from the nearby abbaye, an old…
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Embracing Memories: Finding Healing Through Jazz and Love 240
(voice quiet, almost blending with the distant jazz from the lounge) Julian… (slight pause, as if choosing words with care) You’ve built such a beautiful life here in Neukölln. The pictures on your wall, the love that surrounds you—Sarah’s steady presence, the gentle understanding you all share… it’s more than many ever find. And yet,…
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Third Foundation, Europa 236
Hari Seldon University, the hub of Psychohistory for natives of Earth, has its home on an artificial island on the frozen seas of Europa, named Aurora, from the newest Earth’s colony. As lecturer, soon to be promoted to full professorship, I have been allocated a cottage, in the middle of the vast forest that covers…
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