(This Writing will have no structure . In the literature world we name this as "free association". The thoughts will appear as they are .)

  *every time he left I was wondering " What if I'm never going to see him ever again ? 

So so so … "Honey, i love you " ,"that's all she wrote " Well that's what Ophelia wrote , I meant I care for you . This song first comment is "this feels like the last episode of a really good show". Funny 'cause my last content's title is "the show you like is going to come back in style ".

A good show's ending is your next step you wished, but there are also things you are leaving behind . Like the one thing I'm leaving behind is my poetical justice . I haven´t been writing for 7 years and it's only have been brought back these days at first as an Ode to Love .. I'm throwing up all my words . I didn't like the sonnets , i liked him. I'm throwing up everything … I have no appetite , literally . How can i write on an empty stomach ( I'm trying to make this poetic whereas it's only me in boarders of hypothermia and having the immune system of a Victorian child this Winter ) The mom in me cooked me soups , the child in me ate two toasts today, one in the morning and one in the evening. The poet in me said "good thoughts are filling me up, enough ". Welcome to the Glory.

Glory in Greek is doxa and has a very rich meaning. Mostly it's a belief that is always good , to honour with the opinion you have. Other than that it means

1.splendour and brightness of the moon, sun, stars

2.magnificence, excellence, Permanence, dignity, grace ,

3. majesty,

4. a thing belonging to God

5. the kingly majesty which belongs to him as supreme ruler, majesty in the sense of the absolute perfection of the deity,

6. thing belonging to Christ ,

7. as apparent in their exterior brightness

8. a most glorious condition, most exalted state,

9 the glorious condition of blessedness into which is appointed and promised that true Christians shall enter after their Saviour’s return from heaven.

 Every time i gave glory to situations without a reasonable explanation i was seeking it's poetic justice. This i owe to someone who inspired me to rediscover what might itself be Glory. Perhaps, i glorified him in the ancient Greek sense of the word -δοξα - which means all of this above, I believe in him and all of his brightness. 

On a daily basis i believed in his fashion style . Fashion is political and has a doxa. It always carries a statement, sense of giving . It's an exploration . I was raised like this, though at this point I'm not sure who raised me . I believed in the elegance of wearing more fabric. The were times you could tell the financial situation of a country by the length of a woman's skirt or i was astonished by Queen's Elisabeth palace statements she passed silently only through her skirt suits. The most beautiful example might be the insight on her thoughts about UK departing from the European Union (Brexit ) , where she at a State Opening of Parliament wears a blue hat with series of gold dots on hinting  European Union.  So,. fashion is political and for me a vintage leather jacket spoke to me, twice. 

"My log tree has something to say" (Twin Peaks series reference ) turning in this case into that jacket definitely had something to say to me . .

It asked me what time it was and I couldn't tell the time by numbers, only states of the solar rotation to tell the time , something like high moon's splendour /it's the sun's golden peak /the sun's highest arc .

It was a Trinitarian Schemel , the Law of Three . Three answers given for the time of eternity . In eternity it's always noon .Me and the sight of him and the space between us , maybe God( the effort of understanding each other ), it's also when i decided to leave . Crazy what a jacket does to a girl like me .

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All this writing for nothing . 

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There is a sadness in this World.

for we are ignorant of many beautiful things.

Yes, we are ignorant of many things...

Things like the Truth.

There is a  happiness in this World

for a tree's leaves have left the Earth rich ,

rich in autumn colours.

For in this time the leaves leave ,

they know the Truth.

On the glorious day of Death/Change/Going we will hopefully "die" as pride as the leaves and we will know the Truth.

Munich ( the city i was born , raised and came back after 12years in Greece to relive it ) ,a city I'm considering to leave for a while , 24.10.2025