You do not exist, I was told. And I believed it, fool that I was. The beauty of creation never dawned on me. But tonight, I noticed the starry sky above me. Having seen so much, almost too much. I can't believe, can't rightly understand that I see you and this smile within me stirs hope! It feels ~ so ~ good to watch you in my dreams! Can't help it, can't put it into words

I know of nothing as beautiful as you!

In a world of lies and deceit I searched for you. Lost. Confused. Strangled by so much sorrow. First the truth doubted. Tears of blood. I've had enough. I threw in the towel. It broke me. And then...

You came

You, who can make a breath sound like wind as fury, as thunderstorm hurricane. You, who travels through worlds - mostly unrecognized - and performs wonders, of which no one knows anymore ~ you, who in times of tides never wavers from the sky, reaches for the stars - you comets hold on, take me with you ~ I want to go home! Now let me know, don't want to miss out how in my dreams I can find you. Because I don't want to wait until I am finally with you.

___

In such moments, I remind myself how beautiful this place of earth actually is and what privilege I have to be here, in such a beautiful place. We all should consider ourselves lucky! Even more so, on some days I feel like in heaven on earth, after all that I have seen...

Is the world really ready? The world deserves it, without a doubt, but are we truly ready to face the responsibility of lifting the world to its long-awaited next level? It will be exciting times.

It already is.

___

Two sides of a coin, and they will have fought each other until the last day. Losses plentiful on both sides. No one here knows anymore who is really friend or foe, what and why was fought for. One side as well as the other profited from their opponent. Good fell to evil, bad disguised as good. A gray area where there seems to be no law anymore, and yet only one exists, which has been forgotten as such. A third faction emerged. A completely new faction of free thinkers, not even calculated by the brightest minds themselves, who stood critically against the existing status quo and claimed only the best from both sides. At first, this establishment stayed in patient silence, but over time they began to listen again.

As in any good quantum foam theory, fluctuations kissed by favor emerged here and there; individuals who were once heard and yet forgotten again; and for a while this world remained in constant change from blooming to withering. They all said "It can't be done." Then came those who just didn't know and simply did it. This was the moment when a critical mass of those emerged who, in their novel thinking, should bring about change. This was the eternal and the last day. And so it happened with time that that long-repressed law came into work again. That the synthesis of two opposing forces would give rise to a third gender capable of rising above its destiny.

The world is small. Smaller are most efforts to make it better, and even smaller is the number of those who try. The very smallest is also the very simplest, namely the first step. I thought I was the only one, soon there were more. I thought we wouldn't reach anyone, now it's about the world! I thought the world was small. Now we reach for the stars! Who would have ever thought that?