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jealousy, it even amused her. It gave her confidence that she was the only woman, the only queen. The well-deserved pleasant feeling of finally being loved. The feeling of jealousy was also inherent in her – a beauty. too wonderful and beautiful he was. So gently and caringly he now laid his hand on her belly. Wrapped in a towel, she made herself comfortable in an armchair and began to taste the incredible, very tasty Greek wine. And she looked again at the blue Mediterranean. And the sailing ships at anchor reminded her of a fairy tale. In this fairy tale there were no troubles or problems. Only the blue sky and the calm surface of the sea. And then there is the cry of the seagulls. They are like a pendulum in time. She tried to answer the questions that were bothering her now. She went through the thoughts in her head again, and she couldn’t find any answers. Then she simply began to live in the here and now. Enjoying every happy moment in paradise…

      I WANT TO WAKE UP WITH YOU

      I want to wake up beside you and turn my face to you so that you can see the grateful joy in me. I will cry softly, without awakening the longing in my heart. I will speak softly so that no one can hear, words only for you. I’ll just live and love, Like the simple old man on the roof who has taken his hut of love and built it above. He’s no longer strong enough to fall down and up again. And he flew more and more silently. He cherished his wings. He was happy and lived his life without foreign thoughts in it. But he was happy for those who, like him, strove to build their huts higher.

      OUTSIDE THE WINDOW THE SUN

      Outside the window, the sun is beating like a madman! The midday sun burns mercilessly. And the mosquitoes fly in the cabbage patch. The sound of a summer day. My mood improves with every tomato I eat. Ah, the fresh breeze caresses my feet. I wish I could throw myself into a comfortable hammock. Yes, somewhere, on a deserted island. To be beautiful and enthusiastic about Mallorca! I laugh to myself. I’m sitting on a bench outside my house. And I say to myself, “You’ll never see a posh girl!” And these thoughts amused me pleasantly at that moment.

      THINK ABOUT IT

      – We have told you that we don’t leave you depending on whether you can hear us or not. We come to your plan in an emotional, disembodied state. But it has always been difficult for us to come to you, you are full of other concerns.

      – “And you all want to be masters of both the strong and the weak, for it is easier to be weak, less responsibility. Thoughts are material, get healthy.

      You say, “I believe, I believe,” so why haven’t you become healthy? Because you only know…”

      – And how much you want to go home at first, you see no point in staying because you have seen the truth, and again you see no point in just continuing the useless karmic delusion.

      It seems like that’s it, you’ve worked hard for everybody all at once, and you don’t relate to this world anymore, but you continue to live and breathe here. And in the end it doesn’t matter where you improve yourself, the main thing is to save others.

      – “I, there is the universe, the universe, there is I” – this is the motto of all sincerely indifferent people.

      – “Why chosen, means some privileges in your understanding? Yes, you have learned to look for the guilty. What is heaven in your understanding? Peace of mind? Would those who are here in your understanding, settled and living better, have peace of mind? No” – We will not leave you…

      IF YOU ARE SEARCHING

      If you are looking for truth, it means that you have often encountered untruths in life, as each of us has. Perhaps the truth is simply to be found in this restless way, understanding eyes that will be your mirror and reflect only the best and the good, will not betray and will not deceive. And the best thing is that you don’t have to be sure of anything, just as you don’t have to be sure of what no one is sure of, which is tomorrow. – “Never say never!” – is rightly said. Because necessarily and consequently tested by life itself, which can certainly happen to you. And so we continue to believe and hope. Searching for the truth, not shouting about it, not talking into the wind, so that no one can jinx our dreams. And only then will they surely come true! It is impossible to become good quickly through magic. This is the stupid opinion of most lazy people. And laziness is not acceptable for a serious, thinking person. You must work hard and be proud of your creations.

      SHE BATHED IN FLOWERS

      A barefoot girl bathing in flowers! The pungent smell of clover tickled her nostrils. Ah, merry deeds, when would I suffer so! I would pick flowers with you, girl! I’d swim in the gorge where I’ve been trampling lilies lately. I’d also forget my bravado and make you a wreath of flowers! I’ll also make you happy with a bouquet of flowers! If you remember me, of course, without grief. And I’m so happy that I can’t breathe, I’m so funny. With you, girl, in love and in flowers I bathe. I’m going crazy, but I’ll never forget the happy times. When I met you last summer, Witch – my darling!

      GIRL STANDING ALONE

      Our time flows like sand in the whirlpool of the years. Still young, we dream of conquering unknown peaks, of plunging into the ocean of great passions. But only one remains rebellious, like a girl on the sidelines. Shining with her purity and kind eyes. And how to tell her that there is nothing more beautiful and clean than her conscientious steps. Sometimes she is naive and sweet, always trying to help. But do we hear her sobs? We pay no attention to her silent suffering. Sooner or later there are only questions, and the answers have to be found somewhere. Yes, that’s the problem, somewhere we lived wrongly, or maybe we just were, in the whirlpool of the spinning years. I want to go lightly, when my time has come. To waltz with the fall of the leaves or the first snowfall, to go to another time. To create, to love and to live. How beautiful it is to give life and see its purpose. To hold a child close to my heart and rejoice in that tenderness. There is no happier mother than a child who smiles at us. But life as an essence is not important. The almighty spirit rules the ball. So be it, so be it, just to be happy. And not once, not twice, but countless times, let us repeat with you the movements of this foxtrot! When we’re spinning in the beautiful waltz, let’s not forget our girl on the sidelines. A companion you can’t find, a friend you can’t find. I want to hear you dance with me from year to year, from world to world. And just so I can understand – no need for me to conquer other people’s peaks…

      – “Sometimes reality intertwines with another reality and the lost go crazy. – A lot of doubling and you do not notice how you get there. By observing, you test yourself,” – the spirit brother said about everything in a slightly confused and sly way.

      “A soul can go to any world, but since its conscience is pure and not deceived, it will choose the world in which it can and must live. It will not go to a better world because it will be deceived in this, the in-between world. Only in your concept of an in-between world. It cannot be deceived, and that is all it is limited to, only that. Our time flows like sand in the whirlpool” Conscience is the universe. It is always with us and sees everything.

      SERENITY AND MAGIC

      It is a deliciously charming, beautiful time when a person is calm and easy. On a summer afternoon – when the heat is replaced with a certain periodicity by a light breeze, which you wait for as a kind of salvation. On a mysterious evening – if only because it can also be a pleasant surprise that you wait for. And dreamt of. And, of course, all the most enchanting things are placed on the mysterious night, the progenitor of all that is magical, unknowable, in order to console oneself with good predictions about the new day, despite the hustle and bustle of the same mundane days.

      – “And what’s so magical about that?” – you ask. – “Nothing,” I answer. We ourselves are history and destiny, with paths already trodden…

      …I remember

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