Notes to the otherside 001

 Why are

dead people

 other-worldly people so moody?

Moods #54

Always with me | Youmi Kimura, Yuka

As I bid farewell my heart stops, in tenderness I feel
My silent empty body begins to listen to what is real
The wonder of living, the wonder of dying
The wind, town, and flowers, we all dance one unity

Hello my dearest, welcome back again

This post is related to the previous one, the one entitled, The Last Goodbye (A long version). For the sake of avoiding confusion, which by the way is not really easy as we are now murkily drowned in the waters of Fishes, let's call cutie pie = H.

I will try my best to use my blog space to process the taxing presence, non-presence and re-presence of H and others relating to H or altogether non-related to H but somehow magically and mysteriously showing signs of coincidence and exceptional conditions, in my virtual life. I would also like to examine the ongoing existential crisis I am facing in my life as I am living day to day with little less handle on the concreteness of life and as I endeavor to make Faith stronger in my life, both in spiritual sense and in other aspects of my life.

So yes, I would like to welcome back the undying support of those in far-flung countries, for continuing to visit my blog, thanks and welcome.

Perhaps this blog can exist in multiple dimensions haha, maybe H and other dead and undead, in the afterlife, underworld life, death realm can access this magical/mysterious blog. Who knows.

But yes, this blog welcomes all.

The living, the dead, those with unfinished business, those in the shadows, those in the invisible realm, those in the underworld, those living in the real life dimension, welcome all. Please feel my warm embrace as I welcome you all and as we take a moment to be together again however briefly in this magical/mysterious blog.

Though I have no intention to communicate with the dead or the undead or those who are not in this realm, feel free to voice out/type out your concerns, comments, reactions through this space, it is a safe space. This is a safe space for all of us.

I am grateful to everyone for keeping me company, for knowing this blog intimately by heart, by liking my past posts and by following the most updated posts in this blog. Thank you. Your small intimate attention means a lot to me.

I know we have a love/hate relationship, but still here we are, trying hard to be with each other for each other, supporting each other in different dimensions, all I can say is thank you. Thank you.

And please let's keep the love and respect and minimize hate in this safe space.

I love you all and hugs from me.

The Last Goodbye (A long version)

Die in peace, cutie pie, I will bury you for a long long time.

Thank you.

Goodbye.

Moods #53

Come a little bit closer | Jay & The Americans

So I started walking her way
She belonged to bad man Jose