Love, in its purest form, is both a teacher and a mirror, revealing not only the beauty we seek in another but also the hidden dimensions within ourselves.
This Spiritual Art Fiction is a journey through that sacred mirror, where affection, pain, growth, and transcendence intertwine in the dance of two evolving souls.
It is not simply a love letter, it is a chronicle of spiritual awakening through the crucible of connection.
It explores the tension between the physical and the ethereal, the human desire for union and the soul’s call for freedom.
It explores how attachment transforms into awareness, and how heartbreak can open the heart to higher understanding.
It invites the reader to witness how even distance, conflict, and uncertainty can serve as catalysts for inner evolution.
This is not a story of loss, but of realization.
A reminder that sometimes love’s greatest purpose is not to bind two hearts together, but to awaken them to the infinite nature of their own being.
[NOTE: Before you journey further into this profound Spiritual Art Fiction, I invite you to ground yourself by reading “Thunderland“. This essential context will open your perception and prepare your soul for the awakening that lies ahead.]
Lost in Illusion Part (6):
White End
Stephanie, please you must write me another poem, more rhymes,
it has been nearly two years and we are entering new mutual times.
Your book and the world-record in love poems has just not been enough,
while our intensive half-physical relationship so far has truly been rough.
I regret and wish I would have been able to treat you better,
I compensated in eating sweets and my belly grew fatter.
I am trying to give you my gold,
making sure you are protected and don’t feel cold.
I wish you on my side,
I am filled with pride.
I am still trying to formulate the answer to THE physical question:
“Do I love you or not?”,
I am physically opening up and trying to answer through my heart:
“Maybe a lot!”
Maybe we can somehow make it through,
one day in the physical rue.
When our conflicts start to ease,
and our surrounding is more appeased.
When we are able to forgive each other and build true trust,
and we clean up all this emotional dust.
We speak telepathically through our heart,
which still needs healing after being ripped apart.
All this long physical distance grew us somehow closer together,
and one day we might see more sunny bright weather.
I am ready to invest,
but there is still a lot to digest.
I built around me a high protection fence,
these strong love feelings came at a high expense.
I was overwhelmed with the intensive degree of love I never felt before,
you truly opened my heart´s door.
The way you treated me has often not been very kind,
I am trying to forgive, leaving it behind.
It is not so easy I admit,
often being close to a painful split.
You filled up your account of love your own unique way,
while I was scared of another betray.
I learned how much love can handle until it breaks,
how much pain it takes.
I am scared your intentions are not pure,
my heart is suffering, doubting and not sure.
We somehow turn around in the last second before it is too late,
desiring a different mutual fate.
I cannot resist your spiritual kiss,
your half-physical touch is giving me bliss.
How this road will lead us, we will one day know,
the eternal now will show.
Written by Spirit of White, Germany, 11.10.2024
Since nearly 3 years, this special story is going on,
a self-composed German French love song.
The voice sounds a bit rough,
the text sometimes sounds tough.
Choose or not to choose
love or not to love, that is the question.
Little king, it is time to extend the book,
give me the honor to take a look,
Into the deepest layers of my heart,
that I am trying to express with my love poem art.
For ages I am waiting for a first date,
look at my belly, I put on a lot of frustration/happiness weight.
Even when you have been far away for so long,
my feelings for you are still strong.
While at the same time I am trying to kick them out of my heart,
as there has been so much that had the potential to pull us apart.
You are all I never wanted, vice versa is the same,
in this all or nothing game.
At the same time we are like an old married couple, deeply connected,
love bite affected.
Our higher essence, united, but ready to part way,
so that you have the freedom to walk away.
Our life vision/mission seems not to match,
so we are forcing us to detach.
Believing this is the only way,
at the German and French Atlantique bay.
One man and surrounding had to catch the golden ball,
It is about to fall.
While at the same time it can be thrown up again towards the sky,
flying high or a final bye bye.
Not knowing which timeline to choose,
to be walking in whose shoes?
Our mutual purpose can be voided if this is what we feel,
and we can look elsewhere for another spiritual “deal”.
It is important to follow the inner voice,
and to take the right choice.
Maybe the physical took already its toll and this is not possible any longer,
when the physical temptations were stronger.
Do not take me for granted, as I am pure gold,
do you wanna warm me or leave me out in the cold?
Also connected to my international ambition,
in what way I desire to follow my love mission.
Suddenly finding you in this unique situation not knowing how to get out,
out of this cloud,
of trying to escape
what has been placed on your plate,
what will await, what only time will show in the eternal now,
when you have more know-how,
how to navigate this situation,
and can tolerate more frustration.
Our cultures do not match that well,
in our physical shell.
We incarnated in a way that makes it nearly impossible to physically unite,
in deep love shining bright.
Look around and we only see “no-go”
in this illusionary show.
Nothing seems to fit,
not even a bit.
Once we nearly found a way to each other,
something happened to draw us apart from one another.
This must be some sort of key,
one day we will see.
The circle of repetition,
too high of an admission.
Difficult to escape this loop of conflict,
while we are both an addict,
of the chemistry of us,
short term a plus.
Long term this equation does not work out,
I need to leave the energies behind that doubt.
I herewith declare I only accept a man on my side,
who gives me delight,
constant pleasure,
that is my golden treasure.
who gives me a pure snow white kiss,
otherwise I declare us amiss.
So Monsieur, take your colourful choice,
raise your voice.
My star, I can maybe give you the answer in ages,
when I have reached other stages,
in my personal development, consciousness, and frequency,
and I learned the lessons of enlightenment decently.
Until then I play,
at the French Atlantique Bay.
I learned to be strong on my own,
to create my own love zone,
to be rich in my heart,
and to diligently express my art,
while I head towards the peak of the mountain,
with the golden fountain,
home in its glory,
wow, what a fantasy story.
Oh Stephanie, it is time to end this story, time to let go,
it is hard, we know.
He preferred in-programmed empty dolls, what a delight,
giving him in the unseen the dark bite.
Soft-wired and hard-wired at the same time,
while in the illusional perception they are just prime.
Artificial soul energy/candy energy around,
a true diamond found.
Behind the mask an I-Robot or a dark beast,
what a sexual feast.
Stephanie, in the last 3 years you incredibly grew,
what a development rue.
Now you can define relationships completely anew,
experience, observation and spirit`s guidance gave you a different view.
You will soon write more about your new love perception,
so that one can stop feeding the illusional deception.
A new love paradigm to be defined,
love, truth, spirit, eternity aligned.
Stephanie, you learned so much along the way,
at and far away from the French Atlantique bay.
This man opened your closed heart, so that you can succeed in your mission,
with your ambition,
to return all souls to their origin.
May it be known, Stephanie is ready to choose another,
out of eternal spirit and not programmed in by big brother.
Spirit of love, a spirit who just cares for love and truth,
representing faithfully her roots.
Stephanie`s energy is of enchanting beauty and esprit,
feel her and look at her deeds, and you will see.
Sometimes her heart feels heavy,
her emotions unsteady.
Sometimes at night they still meet on the astral plane,
in the heart still a fading pain…
A tiny pink seed,
full of ocean weed.
If you wish you can water it and it might grow again,
nurtured by forgiveness and golden rain.
You heart is singing again, fly out and find yourself an new beau,
one who carries within true love for you and has the loving glow.
Strive for a brighter (galactic) sun,
your spirit journey has only just begun…
I opened up, you shut me down,
my heart wanted to sing, but you made it frown.
We were unable to proceed,
of what has been agreed.
You left me out in the cold,
and did not listen to Madame “Wise” as told.
Your narcisstic nature and “me, myself and I”,
lead mainly to the emotional distance, the inner bye.
Two many wrong decision did we take,
too much around us has been fake.
We believe we are ready to move on,
to sing with another a different song.
The long distance made us forget,
not knowing if we will regret.
We were nearly always physically apart,
while constantly being connected in the heart.
I trusted we would make it through,
and get to know each other in the physical rue.
The phsical temptations and expectations took their price,
destiny was decided with a dice.
You failed to nurture my esprit,
you took my love for granted, so now you pay the fee.
You somehow dropped the mask but denied to open up,
one reason for the break-up.
There is still this inner cry, this astral heart pain,
this weedy grain.
I need to numb it to be able to leave the memory behind,
not knowing what other I might find.
In my last physical life here, can I let another one in,
deep within underneath my skin?
Our astral relationship was so special in its own unique way,
at the French and German bay.
This love will remain even if I I dont feel it any longer,
I lost myself but now I am far stronger.
I shall set you free,
where it will lead you, only you will see.
Oh my inner cry,
goodbye my lover, bye bye.
Written by Spirit of White, Germany, 23.1.2025
I started with a poem to win your heart,
and it was so incredibly smart.
And now we have this white book,
I can hardly believe it, take a look.
This book is my bundle of love,
blessed from above.
If there was a price for the most romantic deed,
with this I would surely lead.
I discovered this scientific breakthrough,
that nobody knew.
A lot more you will hear from me in the future to come,
we have only just begun…
Declaration
Stephanie Weiss and little king declare herewith:
The whole content of this book is of an illusionary nature without any influence on our lives and afterlives and our free will aligned with our higher spirits.
All consents, agreements, contracts, promises that have been agreed upon are herewith null and void, unless they originate in pure, honest love.
We withdraw herewith all energy from the ring of love and bathe it in neutrality.
All consents, agreements, contracts, promises that we have given for eternal love are herewith null and void unless the intent derives from a pure heart and deep mutual love.
This book is herewith being bathed in neutrality and is being released from all negative energy, bad intent and manipulations.
This book is totally detached from the ones mentioned and all entanglements are being released.
May all that is not honest, true and love based fall to dust and be blessed.
Stephanie Weiss and little king are released from each other, so that they can return to one another based on pure loving intentions.
The declarations include all safety copies and safety programs and are valid in all dimensions and timelines. So it is.
Stephanie Weiss and little king, Germany 18.09.2025
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