Clouds

 

The clouds that rise and hover over the lands in times of heaven and paradise, of war and hell, are a kind of a divinity way of communication. A kind of data, information and signs running in the skies. The clouds in the skies, its a kind of an open book where the Gods write their readings of the spirit of souls that lift after death and of what happened with them, is happening and what's going to happen. A book with a screen, where the Gods communicate, transmite data, information and signs through the clouds.

It's visible, real, can be seen in naked eye. People can see it. It appears in different ways and forms, prespectives... mostly representing dialogues between nature, animals, human and ghosts that were or are on a passage between life and death. Animals and human heads and corps. Heads, eyes, lips, faces expressions and emotions. Peace, love and war. Heaven and hell, life and death. Tender smiles, cries, lamentations, pain, screams, rage. It happens in the skies with the clouds but without any kind of explanation giving. There's a dialogue, a story, a communication, data and information running in the clouds that form above the lands. Has motion, but it's mute, has no voices and words, no legends. It needs to be seen, read, interpretate and understood. What it says, tells, means?

I am the eye in the sky

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But basically what I thought and think about it.

It's not some kind of imagination, it's visible and real. 

Mighty Gods

The "paintings, portraits" people and animals that appear in the clouds represent not only the lives and deaths of the present but also the lives and deaths of the past in those lands.

That night the branches of the bare tree fell onto her bonfire and burned after a lightning that came from moon struck the tree.

Was it the moon's love sign? Firewood for her bonfire? A bottle of something to satiate the thirsty of her lonliness? After spend two days resting between the walls of a room?

All alone there with her dog, doing what?

What's the propose of this travel?

Is it what matters most for her at this moment of her life? What she feels, needs and wants? What is really important for her at this moment?

Your way back "home"? Are going to turn back on the same way that you went there?

Are you going to Dakkar, then to send Oddysey back home... to Marroc, Italy... on a boat, then catch a plane to one of those places?

What are you going to do?

Then, the book, your book. Did you send one of your books to my mail post? 'Cause until today I did not receive anything from you on my mail post.

There's work to do on your property, what you gonna do? What do you want to do? Spend another winter out? In the cold? Alone?

Kisses