Motto: “Nothing is stranger or more ticklish than a relationship between people who know each other only by sight, who meet and observe each other daily – no hourly – and are nevertheless compelled to keep up the pose of an indifferent stranger, neither greeting nor addressing each other, whether out of etiquette or their own whim.” (Thomas Mann, Death in Venice)


The frozen social mask requires us to act like Strangers.

But my soul knew yours before the world began.

This untamed horse, a violent surge of passion, explodes in million fireworks,

whenever my gaze meets yours.


The only one who could fire me up in a split-second.

Just by his soothing presence.

The only one who saw my solitary-heart,

when others cruelly denied it.


-How could I not love you?

My Stranger. My Secret Lover. My Air.


Your smile awakens in me an intoxicating ecstasy.

And I patiently wait to meet you, once more,

between a hidden-sadness and a resounding-happiness.

Between a moment-without-you and a-forever-cherished-instant-with-you.


-Come closer…





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‘Will, I, this time, not fail in keeping the flame of unconditional love up, for all human beings, for the entire humanity? I hope so. I hope that I will walk on the path of self-love, in a cosmic way.’

Sweet Acidic-Rain

All hollow-separations-from-you,
those ghostly-edgy-dismantling-pains

came around at an 180-degree-angle,

bringing me closer to your nourishing heart.
They taught me becoming

the greatest-version-of-myself.

Subject not done in the school-of-intelligence,

But in the school-of-suffering.
The results of it are surprisingly different:

The first produces intelligent-people.

The second creates wise-souls.

True graduates come from the latter.
And, here, in your stone-pillow-arms, I find my best reward.

A-changed-you passionately embracing a-transformed-me.

Higher love. Greater understanding. A-gaping-heart.

Deepest ecstasy.
-It’s worth it. Being shaped by the Thorns-of-Love.

This acidic-rain that carves our spirits-skin

for eternity

is sweetest in the end!

The Eye of the Wing

The weary Eye that stares at me
in the mirror 

is nauseated with

deceptive hopes and shattered dreams.
I perceive it ready to close itself

to the world

and vain expectations.

But the gap in the Wing

doesn’t allow it to occur.
Yes, my Eye resides in the Wing

of a Mighty Bird.

She carries him towards new horizons

and teaches him to fly again!
-The Eye of your Soul can’t be silenced,

as it belongs to the Wing of God!

And she can rise once more,

despite the fiery crucible she was born 

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‘I have to keep in mind that everything will be perfect – in the end! Eventually, all the problems will succumb, and I will find peace! How will I maintain my peace then, if I don’t practise it now, in the midst of it all? It is essential to find it now, and not be manipulated by people, circumstances, or sombre emotions!’
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“God brought your twin in your life, in order to break it, and give you the realization of yourself and your identity, but sometimes, the same God will take your twin away from you, and that is very hard to accept! It took me almost two years to understand that God is taking my twin away…

God uses both our passion and our loss to position us exactly where we must be. We have a divine purpose to fulfill, and the road is not clear, but sinuous. There are some stops and delays, and some victories along the way! If you believe that only victory is part of the plan, then you will suffer enormously, and feel trapped in a cage of pain that will paralyze you. You will stop living, just like I did…

God will use the pain and your hopes to bring into your life the metamorphosis.”

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Thorns that Heal

Motto: “My scars remind me that I did indeed survive my deepest wounds. That, in itself, is an accomplishment. And they bring to mind something else, too. They remind me that the damage life has inflicted on me has, in many places, left me stronger and more resilient. What hurt me in the past has actually made me better equipped to face the present.” (Steve Goodier)

For a very long time, my budding-rose seemed cursed:

No petals, no perfume – only razor-sharped-thorns.

After many arguments with my barren flower,

I understood its role in my life.
Sometimes, love is nothing else but barbed-spines.

Big, frightening. Flesh-lacerating.

Their mission is not to please your soft heart.

They just break the illusions of neediness, weakness, and desertion.


Showing you that nothing can defeat you:

Isn’t that an awesome lesson?

Positioning you in your power:

What honeyed-kiss can overcome its healing power?


Love is the Cruel-Doctor-wounding-you!

To set you free…

-Then, I accept my thorns as my Great Love.

My utmost happiness!
-When you let go of your vision of how-the-Rose-should-be,

Of what-Love-should-be,

You will notice the corolla-blossoming in a rainbow.

You will see your soul-healing.
And the scented-Holy-Grail won’t be your decorative-flower.

Your Spirit will become the perfumed River-of-living-waters.

You’ll no longer beg.

You will feed yourself from within.
And, then, with your inverted-venom,

You will nourish others.

Those who can’t jump so high.

Those who were left behind.
-You’re no longer a widowed Rose.

You are a trampoline of growth and healing!


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​”The unconditional love is not an obsession with a certain person. It is not the emotional, earthly attachment to a human vessel. It is the attitude of the heart that allows you to hold everybody in your space, to treat them with respect and compassion, to give them permission to follow their own path, and the intrinsic liberty of your own happiness. It is a subtle dance between self-love and loving the other.”

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My Smiling Reflection

​The evanescent shine of the soul-mirror reflects – 

the image of a Prepared-Bride.

She looks like everything I’m not:

patient, hopeful, and all-knowing.

My heavy carnal veil covers her,

but she is deeply engraved in the abyss-of-my-being,

Trapped by thousands of bones-of-love,

Sewn together by fresh-lianas-of-passion.

She is my healed self.

My Queen.

Coming, victoriously, in a golden palanquin

To her beautiful Beloved, waiting in the happiness-garden.

-My wife, my Queen, my goddess…

…is coming home! 

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“We hurt others because we are so hurt inside. It all comes from a place of fear and pain. What we can do is focus on our own healing, and although it may seem the most selfish thing, the reality is that we can never offer others something greater than a Healed Us, the greatest version of us!”

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