Some who may receive a copy of this letter don’t know who is Danarel. Discreetly, I inform everybody that he is my guardian angel. When it was more or less clear that I should come into being, my mother, the CONJURER, who was also a first rung ESPER (extra sensorial perception), a TRUE BELIEVER and THE LEADER OF THE PEOPLE, did something that had zero chances to succeed. She was desperate. She knew that age and situation, the Second World War was on the way, will not allow her to have more than one child. She also sensate that the package coming, me, will be a quite violent guy, not very easy to raise. Also she felt that things may go after the war from bad to worse. They did, the Nazi left so to say but the Communist regime that came after was not less ferocious. 
on posts or on logs, the floating ones. They are made of wide planks which enclose both the sacred and the lay space, the sleeping and the living room of the family. The box is partially surrounded by a corridor which leads to a veranda from one side and to the kitchen and toilet from other: the whole are more or less open to public vision, the wind, the mind and to the rain. Seasonal cleaning, I will say. A more confluence with nature and its elements, including giant size mosquitoes, is hard to imagine. They are painted in luminous colours, and in spite the structural unity, they differ very much one from the other. Some have thatched roofs, but the corrugated iron is dominant. People are circulating in boats to come in or to go out of this miser Venice. 
appeared that the “selva”, the rain forest will be the last station of my journey. I decided to go for it and put some tough conditions on the desk of the travel agent. I do not want to see dancing Indians, rescued animal shelters, bare buttocks of any sex or to experience any form of agro-tourism (that last was a mistake, justified only by age, I recommend it). What I wanted was a tour focused on fauna and flora. It sounded smart, they agreed, they will agree to everything and do whatever they want… So, there we go first by car to Nauta, and from there by boat through an amazing array of rivers and rivulets, canals and creeks, channels and tributaries of various colours and names towards our jungle lodge… 
some mature reflection and deep thinking I remembered that Russia is the country of the 
precaution I got into I missed a night walk under one of the most beautiful starry sky in the world in which the Crux or Southern Cross gives the replica to the northern Big Dipper or Ursa Major. If you are a warrior you have to live by the sword, as the ancients said, especially if you have one what with all this gun control became a quite complicate matter… Being the things what they were at four o’clock in the morning we (that means the young people and me) boarded a car and drove for an hour or more on a flat and 
THE WANDERER
I was born with open eyes, shouting; I vainly tried to close them at once. Life appeared ridiculously short, meaningless and the departure often repelling. Mankind was recurrently mad and aggressive.
Action was required imperiously! To invest a little bit in love, the mass of a neutron star, divided by X; some more in friendship, stay curious of art and sciences, mix nature with pleasure, move frequently, consider laugh the uppermost commodity and fun the holy of holiest. Insure an express and voluntary demise and write a blog …
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