Today Thursday, 26th February, 2.026

I spend hours this morning thinking about you babe... Talking with my imaginary memories of you...

The zero strike struck me, memory of you, when I saw a guagua/wawa, "baby" in the local quechua language, pointing a "thing" to his mom... "pimiento, eso es un pimiento", she saids to him, and inmediatly he was already pointing something new, with his brand new eyes, joyful eyes looking alrealy for another and another new thing for to ask, again, and maybe again and again, what is that new thing to his baby mind, in the abundant place about colors, smells, forms, sizes is a veggies open major market in a tropical human territorie... 

THE NAME OF ALL THINGS: LOVE

Love make all the things babe... Then, there, sawing that glimpse of heaven, I was picturing out your rides with your mom to the market... She saying to you in her mother lenguaje, and in your I.D.(Imaginary Dad) languaje too... Such a loving worker you are Wife: I love you... 

The already human "hungerness" about the wish, the desire, the natural born questioniong mind God seed in U.S. already happening in your human baby mind alive, aware, infinite unlimited wish of knowledge already heppening in a new human being... THANKS YOU LORD!♥