I'm on the street watching a father and son. They're taking pictures. The boy tells his father the ball of light is perfect and runs towards the road to see but the father grabs his hand and pulls him to the side and the boy doesn't realize and insists on going into the road. The father says there are cars coming and that the perfect shot isn't worth it if he gets run over.
2026-07-03
Father. Son. Photoshoot.
Investigation. Risky. Books.
I'm in a car with two other people, I have the feeling we're in a hot place like a desert. We're investigating something dangerous that puts our lives at risk. The trunk of the car is full of books and I'm selecting which ones are relevant to our research. I grab several copies and hand them over. In particular there are two copies of “O Romance da raposa”.
Latin. Spell. Mother.
I publish something on YouTube about my vision of energetic architecture and I also talk about my vision on other things regarding souls. Someone comments on YouTube that they agree with my vision of architecture but the other part... and they don't make it clear if they're criticizing the other part or commenting that it doesn't make sense. It's someone I know but I don't know who. My mother appears and says she doesn't understand my comment on the video and here it gives the idea that she's the one who commented and that she doesn't understand the other part because for her it's obvious. Meaning that I'm explaining things as if they're fantastic but of course that's how things work. And she starts telling me a story that happened to her. I think how I like this side of her and how curious it is that we've gotten closer because of this shared vision of things.
She tells that when one of the cats is dying the other comes to her and she says a Latin expression that means “beyond the soul,” something to remind the soul that it's more than the physical body and bring it back. And the cat makes a meow like a scream and runs away. While she's telling me this I'm seeing it happen, it's a black cat that jumps and runs away. I want to know if it's one of my childhood cats. But the cat I see in the story isn't either of them. I become super interested and I want her to teach me the expression. She says the expression again and I feel something I suspect is a placebo effect, and my heart starts racing. I feel my heart beating super fast in my chest. She asks if I'm ok and I reply yes, that I felt it very deeply. But I can't make out the second word of the expression. There are two words and the second means something like beyond. I ask my mother to pronounce it several times until she asks me how many years of Latin I've studied. I say none, and she's surprised. She says it once more and I laugh because it sounds so strange that I can't understand it at all. But I think the first word is something like Liber, at least I recognize the first word.
Then I run into Aunt M and tell her I had a conversation with my mother, or rather with her soul, and I explain a bit of our conversation. She seems to understand and I'm surprised she doesn't comment on me talking about my mother.