LET IT ALL BE DONE .999
Today, I opened uncle Tony's urn to transfer the ashes into the traveling container. The opening was extremely powerful, I prayed, cried and even invoked, chanted and cast spells. Later,
As I began to check the few papers I had left from him and was thinking to take with me, I found a letter without name, date or signature that jumped on me as a spooked cat. The letter is a goodbye letter with very uncanny references. Then, I found his medical and criminal records but before I could read all of it, I decided to burn everything off inside the golden urn covered with mother Perl, as a way of a send off, a cleansing or a Grace of a Full Pardon. I discovered many great awful things, and also beautiful letters from his soul. Also found pictures when he was young, and he was quite a handsome devil. Couldn't believe it was the same person I helped die in April this year.
Anyway, today I took the first step on a journey with no return ticket. I'm not sure what will be the end or when or where. Somehow I find myself longing for the solitude of the road as my old home is now filled with many foreign spirits.
I feel like going home though, but home is now nowhere and everywhere at the same time, which makes this journey so special and unique. Can't be sure of anything. I'm leaving with the hope to see my cats once again, and sleep comfortable in my bed, but I'm also prepared to never see the light of day as I vanish in the air as the scattered ashes flying away. 333
Next stop.... AVIGNON, HERE WE COME!
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