The hex clouds are back. For the next month or so, we will have heavy rain sheets. Yes, sheets, meaning here it rains, there it isn’t. I hate it. I remember the previous simple weather, sunny, cloudy, those things. Now … Continue reading
– Come this way, my love. – The face of the nurse seems indeed familiar, but I can’t manage to remember her name. Natalie? Carmen? Eve? I look at my hands. They are the ones of an old man, cracked, … Continue reading
– Hi, how are you? – I could be better. And you? I don’t meet you in person since… – Yes, since my defense. When I reached level 13. – Right. Level 13. What level are you now? 23? I … Continue reading
– This is going to be very difficult for me. – We just dressed and started the engine again. The break I did was exactly what I was needing to adjust my empathy levels. – Kris, I know you, and … Continue reading
Something is definitely different on me. While we drive through the Forest of the Tree Men, I seem to perceive each of the arboreal humans that pullulate in the green like a shinny dot on my peripheral view. Sometimes, when … Continue reading
(EDIT: The water wedding will continue, but this idea is drilling my mind and I need to get rid of it first. Maybe tomorrow you will get the draft published) The shell is feeling fantastic in my hands. This one … Continue reading
– Do you see that hill? – The light is very scarce now. The moon started to rise but the sun is still there, resisting to disappear. The landscape is bathed on a bloody crepuscular light and a milky white … Continue reading
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'Poetry and Diary' by DOUGLAS GILBERT
