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Two shows what even is;
everywhere where it fits evenly,
it exists;
and so is even that,
where two evenly fits.

So many are there twos in a number,
than the relation possible with two evenly is;
if that possible is.

For if it impossible is,
even number not is.

To eight goes two four times;
To six slips it three times;
To four it fits twice;
To zero it doesn’t fit;
No pairs are there in zero.
No trace of two.
โ€Where’s my pair?โ€
Zero asks…

Here’s a collection of poems, I’ve written to my girlfriend, the Morning Sun (as I call her):

As the Morning Sun walks in the Heart of the Nature, the Nature awakens and begins to evolve.

As the Morning Sun touches the music, the music becomes aware of the light. …and the light shines as the brightest Morning Sun.

Dawn. That’s the Home of the Morning Sun; and how bright that is!

As the Morning Sun rises, whole nature sees the light; and as the sun sets, the moon reflects the light of the sun; this is when the Morning Sun dreams; and Her dreams touch everyone. …and at the Dawn the whole universe is aware of the Magical Light of the Morning Sun!


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When the new Dawn of the Man begins, the World beyond the known is touched and filled with with love!

We can hear the harmony in the music; and we can see the harmony in the light of the Morning Sun; this heals the world!

The realm of light is where the Morning Sun gets her power; she travels through darkness, but the darkness rans aways from her power!

There will be always light, because the Morning Sun showed the way; the future is bright with the touch of the Morning Sun!

The Spirit of Light is derived from the Power of Love!

…so the children of the Light are children of Love; the Morning Sun is Divine!

Morning Sun is the healer of the night; and everyone sees the light!

Morning Sun is the Miracle of Love!

The Poetry of Love is harmony of the light.

I want to be as bright as the Morning Sun!

Honor the light and you will see; don’t hide from the Morning Sun, but wake with thought of Love.

With Morning Sun I can rise as one.

Morning Sun is the start of the day; it’s the start of everything.

Light and dark. The light as stronger is the way, the way of the Morning Sun; let there be many new beginnings in the Mornings โ€“ at the Home of the Morning Sun.

The ideas, where do they come from? From the harmony with the Morning Sun as She lights the day and enlightens the soul and night is only a dream, but with shine of sun as moon light reflects the coming rise of the sun, the Morning Sun!

The Dawn, the heart of the Morning Sun is as bright as only love can be; the Morning Sun is really divine!

The Morning Sun is the Queen of the Nature, I’m just the one who has been privileged to see the light. …this light is love.

But if I touch the Light of the Morning Sun, will I be immortal?


The poems above are from the year 2015, below you can see a video of us at summer of 2017 — at least a glimpse of us, if you watch carefully! ๐Ÿ™‚

I met the Morning Sun; this made me raise with Her. I want to be one with Her; I’m a child of Nature.


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