Yes, sometimes life is a wonder, like the God that createad everything, thank God for that, but humans could do better yes, being bold and headstrong.

Yes, we are back in business like we should.. the Sun is shining… Cherry tree that I have is almost full with fruits like a nectar from old Gods ancient ones.

I begun, like a 🌷 close to a neverending milll that cut the seeds off… After, something started like phoenix from aches, like a cry far, far into a another galaxy, I donnaa a stop, stop

I am here,far thery far from a danger that linger into a abiss that is and is not depending of what you feel..

I can’t focus on writing right now, walking is a business hard for me, wrighting hm.
Walking in this may, outside freezing and fighting with the mad matrix, red Romanian gulag one, like a splinter in my mind, just watching how the mad mens pff fuck them all!

I need some vacation, far far away into the garden and then after a brief work I will deal with some nasty plants that are not good for the grow of the entire crop, orchard has some little plants that can and will damage the entire result of the orchard beside the low temperature in the past when the flowers for the trees are affected.

I sleep a lot today, the weather was great, thery nice temperature after that just do what I should taking some food, drinking some refreshments and than going to the pigs, taking care of them and now having a cold beer.

Yes, we are and we do a nocturnal activity when we are young, going in the clubs, discoteques and dancing… drinking coke, listening the dj’s music in rural balcania, we wore so free after red times, but a new gulag, more powerful and without walls just like a prison whitout a fance, with population segragated into clases defined by power of the state, we are in colaps of mind. In a good day, if you have a beer or something to eat you are the lucky one… Red gulag impose by tehnology, Romania, a bandit country…

In a tiny window of the sky full of clouds, a mighty sun choose the sparkling light to enhance a full wonderful climate, we are marching down the spiral of life with a twist… we are great about it and we do not take any prisioner… it is a option…
Hand in hand, a boy and a girl runing free in the park, dogs and pigeon forgeting the grey time that somehaw stood like a manace in the air all around… a wind like a feather realing some parfume of the bloosom of flowers and trees, old folks playng games and some music of the orchestra in the full swing reminds me that, yes I and you are still alive…

I live to talle a neverending story, a fight between a massive change of weather and some sunny days after but the real war is far from over. Last year it was a very good year for the trees in the orchard but that changed, somehow because a different pattern of north pole vortex so is thery bad for the crops.

At the first glance it looks amazing so everything will be fine, I hope big… Hm.

The small dog, a pet so adorable and so funny making all kind of noise barking seeking attention. Still not loving cats, going mad when is seeing one of them.

It is the right time, April the name of the game because winter is gone forever in his palace and we stepped just in full spring. Hm, I was busy with the orchard springle with some anti insect solution and some other stuff. It looks great but is going to be a rainy day tomorrow so buckle up with, take a cigarette and grab your coke iced on the refrigerator so be smart.