It's not me who dictates to the material, but the material to me, dictating what it wants to be and who it wants to manifest as.
Several months, to be with you for just a few days. But are they just days, or more than days?
I landed on her island, which is considered the island of Aphrodite. One day was as deep as one can live in a month.
And she drove me mad, confused me, was ever-changing, and in the end, took on a new form, as she often does, bringing everyone here, including me.
Her old world merged with my cosmos, another dimension, and what resulted will remain forever in memory.
Here and now, in the past, present, and future.
After all, this is the fourth change.
The quintessence of everything, the cube as a portal into which you immediately enter upon arriving at this platform, without even fully understanding or realizing the space you are currently in.
Unified and present here.