I walked the path that most people pretend doesn’t exist — past the smiling stores that sell poison, past the governments that push the deadliest human toxins for profit while preaching safety, and past the religions that train obedience to keep the machinery spinning.

None of them obey the laws they demand from others. They simply operate under the shelter of their own names, protected by symbols that excuse anything.

For Now — Nothing

My life-van has come to a full stop. The engine of my days is off. The tools are on the ground.

By the way — In my beloved van.
It’s −17°C outside right now, and +21°C inside.
Heating costs up to ~150€ per month.
How is it at your place?

I will undergo recovery. Real recovery. Not the kind where you pretend to be fine for others. The kind where you remove the corruption-tentacles that slid in while they assumed I was distracted.

I will heal. Piece by piece. Cell by cell. Spirit by spirit.

After Healing

After I rebuild myself — with no more distractions — I will finally be able to raise the healing tools to the light once again.

After I return to the spirit that belongs only to me, I will dust off my own light and begin to live again.

Slowly, I will start to care for my own circle — for whatever life gathers around me without chains, contracts, or coercion.

How we care for each other will dictate the next million years of ours.

How we treat our girls — that’s how beautiful and glowing they become.

How we treat our men — that’s how strong and wise they become.

Everyone is welcome.

And I will slowly begin to walk forward once again.