Letters to the Soul

22/09/2017

Recent blog posts

To him that came sun and moon, to light my eclipsed skies; For the one who came to bring me homesickness even when he goes to the bathroom, that when he goes to work he spends a year out every hour, every afternoon !!!

Alchemy IV

14/09/2017

But what really caught his attention was the human passion and its overwhelming effects. Then, made up of a silent, invulnerable, and eternal matter, he was made to act upon the carnal and dualistic creature to aid him.

A dense and elaborate narrative about a sorority of witches in the Middle Ages. A mix of historical reality, feminism, eroticism and science fiction that weave an original and surprising plot. The Cult of the Wolf is a unique book that brings the Inquisition and the values ​​of the Middle Ages as a backdrop. In a natural way, it situates...

The sight delighted us like nowhere else in the Latin or Barbarian lands. In these expanses that seemed endless in the eyes of any mortal, forests stood as beatific extensions of the eternal gods, while the mountains lay as witnesses to the powers of ancient ages of the Earth. There in the wide valleys, the rivers glided silvery through the...

At that hour of the afternoon, unyielding shadows dominated the lower facade of the house, it seemed as if they would cover it with solemn robes. The silent silence of the fields was slowly undoing, as the crescendo of insects announced the arrival of the night. The witch wrote, leaning on an oak chair, the knowledge of a lifetime. He...

Here in this forgotten corner of the world I became known as Marie Christine Émilie Deffand, or more appropriately, Mother Marie Deffand. But in fact, my name is Urtra, the sorceress of the Valley of the Wolves, this true name whose pronunciation has been longing for my ears, which have long been captive to the sublime silence.

Sign - Virgo

22/08/2017

I see the Virgin's wings in the abyssal ocean of silence, sparkling like a star of carbon, diamonds and lilies.

For the one who is 7 years, 7 months and 7 days apart from me, who is born at midnight like me and that I met again and he found me in that office on day 7.


To him that came sun and moon, to light my eclipsed skies; For the one who came to bring me homesickness even when he goes to the bathroom, that when he goes to work he spends a year out every hour, every afternoon !!!

This one, who looks like I was born stuck, but who gives me wings and I, like a good passionate boomerang bird I am, can not do more than half a turn and return to his arms. The one that gives me peace in being, relief in breathing, security in the look, that makes me laugh, laugh at everything and if everything is not enough, it also makes me laugh at nothing.

Who pampers me for wanting and overpowers me, after all, it's not easy to take care of me and he gives me everything, everything, and over more. That makes me feel Loved every move in my direction and the more it moves, it makes me feel Loved like crazy, because I love everything, everything, everything, from the small mess (kind when you get lost in the kitchen) to your countless and countless hits (kind when I already found in the kitchen I serve the delicious food that makes me).

He who is my guardian angel with dark wings, who does not let go of my hand, who calms me with his sweet and firm voice when I say "I am here" whenever I am weak and ill, who tells me this even when I am passing well and that more than saying, it fulfills what it says and it always is. That with each terrible and terrible faintness that returns, it looks at me with its tender, serene and sweet face and fills me with twice the life that almost escapes.

Tranquility, calmness and sensitivity that moves me and conquers more every day, even though I have already done it totally. He who nourishes my body and soul, who nina my mind and heart in the middle or after any whirlwind. That keeps me awake and makes me salivate only from the look asleep, even though I know that even in his sleep he watches over me ... That leaves me dizzy with love at every gesture of passionate affection towards me ... also, how can you?

Beautiful, sensitive, delivered unreservedly and still breaking is dark ... our ... It is the one that melts me with the look, dissolves me with the walk and it cuts me with a simple touch. He who is my Port, my dock, my lighthouse and ship too, which I am sure to know from childhood, from other lives, that to be near him makes me want to live another thousand more, even in the most terrible moments of pain.

That shows me love wherever it goes, that fills me with kisses (I love) on an escalator of shopping, in elevator, airport, cinema, in the living room, in the kitchen, under the blanket, I almost read my thoughts just to guess a desire of mine, that takes care of me every moment, every moment.

That shows me love wherever it goes, that fills me with kisses (I love) on an escalator of shopping, in elevator, airport, cinema, in the living room, in the kitchen, under the blanket, I almost read my thoughts just to guess a desire of mine, that takes care of me every moment, every moment.


The one that I waited for, the one that finally has and has me in full. That I want to stroke, to hold, to grab only of him. What is this wonderful super human, that my adorable friend, my faithful companion, my beloved man and for me more desired than hot chocolate in Gramado !!!

He who is my everything, this is my shelter, my strength, my soul and home ... Happy birthday, my prince very cute, my wizard, my enchanted wizard, my request for shooting star accomplished !!!! Do I need to say I love you? Of course not? But ...

I love you, my Angus, God of my love !!! Be always happy and clear, by my side, forever.

Congratulations!!! Your Sunna

My dear, what a beautiful thing your statement is, a taste of sensitivity, wealth and surrender. His lyrics are like windows that glimpse the inner light of a charming and valuable world. And the lights that come to me are of a resplendent being in the journey of love. And this with me, it's too good. Oh, baby, I love you tenderly and ardently!


But in fact, this way of writing, reporting something, is a new alchemy of rare and delicate things that performs surprising transformations around you. If you still do not know, you should know. His talent moves dreams, hopes, sensations and human vocations. Yes, yes it is something of being in burst of light. There is no other explanation. Or, as I suspect in the quiet hours, it must emerge from the temperance between poetry, reality, fairy cuddling, Lilith's dreams, and Brigith's wisdom.

And let me say, perhaps confess, a world that attracted mysteries, merits and admiration, attracted love as indissoluble viscera, I ended up living there without his permission. And one day when I remember, one of the most tender of my life, you took me to the throne, becoming king with the force of a thousand stellar days.

Happy and admired, I declared the most sincere feelings of a long awaited love within the dream of my life, and awakened wonderfully there. The magician had touched our faces with the heat of impossible suns. Then the orderly force of good feelings led us to achieve what would be necessary.

But not only that, the place of the throne had always been mine since birth and from my own, a center still in the universe of our lives. For it was beyond this existence, beyond now. It flowed into eternity as a hope to be fulfilled, as an encounter sprouting into hearts with immemorial ties. Love, you know, as I say, is the fulfillment of several lives. And that was accomplished.

In any case, your foreknowledge, where you are a moon queen and a sorceress of power, had already made much headway in this merely human world. And revealing herself to be a lady and queen of magic, she revealed to me like infinite beads of precious things, thrown from the hands of goddesses, almost forgotten by this humanity. So I know that a beacon of deepest feelings has cleared our way through the night of all the storms.


 Indeed, time ran with a sleepy wander of those who would meet again. Still, we can not blame him, he did his part. But her time, Evegelica, had been slower and longer, and so, I believe, all the tasty symptoms of longing came along. His visions of the man in the forest, of him who walked under the moon and stars with a cloak, carrying the insignia of magic, would be expected. For the visions did not reveal all things, causes, or certainties. But I am here.

When the reunion finally occurred, he came upon the perplexity of a second sun appearing on the horizon with all the tones of skin and soul. There hot, very hot, everything expanded, after all a sun was born. Then the coincidences undressed scandalously and jumped to the stage of life with irreproachable force, act and love evolved with the speed of lightning at the borders of the body, to the point of love loving love felt in all directions.

Which brings me to conclude, that love was also sought as we seek each other. Those who belonged, shared souls, merged as flame and volcano, human and divine. And a certainty, our nuptials were among gods for the sacred rose of love. Affinity is a phenomenal rose of beautiful nuances, but love, well love ... is divine ecstasy.

Your Angus

(Between the end of this year and the beginning of 2018, a book of poetry will be released with letters from one to another).