one looked me deeply and touched my face with warm hands in the mist rain, said she was from "here, now" when i asked where she was from. houston says he asked for her to come, says its all part of the plan and that i will understand in due time. now i'm taking advice from a 15 yr old indigo proto evolved humanoid lifeform and accepting my fate as being one interlinked with one half my age. im sure it wil get weirder

neto, you fool. you wannabe romantic freak with dreams as lofty as the endless realms of open universe. will you ever tire of looking for what you want to see, tire of trying to make it perfect? she herself looked at you with an ache impossible to soothe, knowing yet again this was not it, tho inside we both wanted desperately to end this search for each other.

some things never change says another one of these archetypal elves, noting my tendency to be sarcastically self deprecating and to accuse her of malicious intentions, but its not like that. its not what she thinks anymore. anyone can release something that proves too painful to hold on to, and im no exception. whats harder is to reintegrate the remains into something that celebrates deep wholism.

i know the scorpion form is ready to slice me open for being abstract, but what she doesnt know is how complex this mystery is. i think sometimes that others don't care, or that i am just plain crazy to imagine there's a cosmic link that weaves its way thru our encounters with others. the soul family desperately wanting to reunite

and karan of the ice blue eyes, oracle at the end of time i know you are out there. i know that if we do meet in the ideal scenario that there will be no more questions of correct alignment, and these words will become obsolete to explain the feeling.