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My little, hairy friend.

Missing so much... Little paw prints, lost whiskers, a lot of hair, everywhere. Cuddles, mews, and lots of love.  A wet nose, a sneeze, a snore. And so much more, so so much more. My little, hairy friend for over twenty years. The house is quiet and empty without you here. I'll love you always.
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Heaven

Look up. Above the clouds, a million stars. Lights from the past. A vast space upon which we can gaze. Look up and see the possibility of life beyond what we know, beyond the here and now. Maybe there is a heaven, somewhere. Behind those stars are stars upon stars we cannot see. So why not believe in something in something more. Maybe heaven is like hope and love. Not a place in space or time, but a feeling, a wish, a dream.
  night covers the earth above - a silvery moon somewhere an owl hoots
These dreams, dark and dangerous...   We walked through the marshes, following lights, beckoning us.  Sweet sounds surrounded us, like soft singing.  You smiled at me. I know you. I thought. Yes, you said, answering my thoughts, you know me. Your voice was warm, melodious. Beautiful.  Unearthly. I reached out to touch you, only to touch nothing.   I wake, longing for you. Every night. I watch the little lights, dancing outside my window, beckoning me. They are not you, but they are here for me.

Stenenkring

Stenenkring Lopend door het landschap van vroeger - over uitgesleten paden - vergeet ik heel even wat nu is, wat mogelijk komt of nooit zal komen. De wachters, ze wachten. Zwijgend aanschouwen ze de jaren, de eeuwen die voorbij gaan. Ze staan, getekend door de tijd. Nietig, in de wetenschap dat ik verdwijn en geen spoor zal achterlaten van mijn zijn, betast ik hen en verwonder me. Wij tellen, maar vertellen niet meer. Berekeningen gemaakt door machines, nauwkeurig vastgelegd; te vroeg, te laat tot op de seconden. We zien met ons verstand. We bouwen, breken af en vergeten.   Zij staan nog steeds geschakeld, in een kring van verloren betekenis. Ik luister, ik streel ze, ik heb ze lief.