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Mother and father are “hard workers”. They’re unaffectionate and cold. I crave connection. I venture for life elsewhere. What’s that? A secret door requiring a key, perhaps?

On the other side is my other father and mother. They’re amazing. I even can share their last name. Other father is a genius—a music virtuoso! Other mother is a fantastic cook! I even have a beautiful place to sleep. Telling my mother and father, they don’t believe me. I really did experience it; it wasn’t just my imagination.

The attempt to return home doesn’t always look like a spaceship, but sometimes it’s a bit abstract.

Man’s ability to lead spiritually, rather than materialistically or socially, guides him. Man is allowed to be a star—seen special by God.

She’s hooked to the television wanting more. Observing the Moon and stars; she wants to change. But she’s beautiful just the way she is. She alienates herself, venturing outward for worth, while her worth is predefined. She was knitted in the womb. That’s enough.

Ground control is always present for support. Having people close, even a call away, isn’t a weakness, but a strength. Every astronaut sets aside their differences to focus on what they have in common. Everyone does what they can to survive and arrive back safely.

“I’m the brightest star. A daredevil miner with my Davy Lamp. I build my identity, uncovering myself amidst my alienation and social isolation.”

Newton knows himself. He’s confident while knowing he’s not foolproof. No persecution may hold him. He’s not in self-contempt, but knows he has things to bring into the world no other man may. He searches for those likeminded to entrust them with who he is.

NO MATTER BLACK OR WHITE, JUST MAKE SURE YOU KEEP SWEET AND CRISPY INSIDE

VERA, LISBOA, PORTUGAL _ APRIL 5TH 2026