Happy May 4, People! May The Force Be With All Of You!

What kind of fan of The Sandman I am that I got a female cat with a little of white in her chest and called her Jessamy.

Dear God.

People.

Look at this.

The meanings of names and surnames.

For example:

George: Farmer; earthworker.

Casper: Treasurer.

Karim: Dignified.

So, technically, George Casper Karim means "the farmer of the dignified treasure".

Not so bad, it makes some sense.

Now, Lockwood.

Anthony: priceless one.

John: God is gracious.

Lockwood: forest near the fortified place.

So Anthony John Lockwood is called "The priceless one of the grace of God from the forest near the fortified place".

Now, Lucy.

Lucy: light.

Joan: God is gracious.

Carlyle: Fortress, stronghold, castle.

So, Lucy Joan Carlyle means "The light of the grace of God from the fortress".

What the....

Carlyle... Fortress... Lockwood... Forest near to the-

*gasp in argentinian*

OH

MY

PRICELESS

GOD.

What if we rewrite the stars... (Say you were meant to be mine); Chapter Nine.

It was a Tuesday that had started so well only to end so badly. • The visit of two unwanted guests.

read here in ao3.

The grief of an ancient heart.

I do not know something ancient enough to say this with all right, but I can provide a truth as old as time: pain traspasses everything. No one, nor human, god or beyond, is safe from it.

But I can provide hope, too; love is the same. Nor man, creature or being is beyond love, so lay and rest knowing that love can heal you, if you let it.

—The Solivagant.

The concept of dream.

When I met you, truly met you, the concept of "dream" that I always had, it torn apart until it took the shape of your face.

—The Solivagant

Yesterday I had the brilliant idea of going to a park and feed the pigeons.

I was hoping for a raven or a woman with curls that talks about Mary Poppins to approach, but there just children running the birds and pigeons that were particulary interested in coming and stand next to me and to look at me with their red eyes.

I quite understand now why Morpheus did that. It's kind of relaxing to have this little entusiastic birds surrounding you while you see them eat. The sound of their wings is quite lovely too.

This is my coping mechanism now.

Well well well, would you look at that. I used the cat's pic cause I felt like such when I realized, but this photo of yours reminded me of my own dogs back home. Turns out they can be scary too. 😆

People, I am an oneironaut.

I just woke up of my nap and I remember a little of my dream, yet I precisely remember that I could pause it, play it back, play it forward. I could control my own dream.

I remember one thing: I saw a man. Tall, with raven hair and all dressed in black. I dont remember his face, but I remember that I knew he was angry for something.

Should I sleep again or I am in danger?

There is no second beside you that feels like wasted time.

—Unknown.

"I love my mother. I really do.

And I know that she loves me too. I know that she made difficult choices in order of that love and I know that she sacrificed a lot too. I love her for that, for chosing me over other things, other people, other choices.

But there are days where I cause her to be angry, by disobeying her, by not listening to her, and she says the cruelest things I never thought I would hear from her, and I can't help but think that a part of her, a little yet significant part of her, thinks that I owe her for that. I, her only daughter, owe her all the sweat, all the tears, all the blood she lost for loving me. A part of her that will always blame me for what she had to do.

And I don't know if I should feel like I do owe her my own sweat, tears and blood.

Should I? Is it true that I owe her all of that? Is it true that I have to give all of that back to her one day? Do I have to sacrifice myself too? ”

—a quiet thought that I had to write down.

*cries uglily while wraps herself in her blanket, cries more and plays "Sandman" by Ed Sheeran*

hadestown (2019) // the sandman (2022-)