cry for your heart, cry for your soul

you're all torn apart 

no life no love no goal

 Soothing doesn't depend on him anymor. e, it hasn't for some years now. it's already encoded inside you.

 Can't you see that I love you, I adore, I'm crazy about you? 😅❤️

(yeah, I know, that's the problem 🤦🏽)

Insomnia by Keaton Henson

 Oh wait for me, I'll hold my teeth in

Don't panic so, I'm only bleeding

What has the daylight done for me but hurt my eyes
And the haunted 7-Eleven's open all night

I'm waking through my life
I'll make it up sometime

Who says you need to sleep
I'm giving up the night

Oh I don't wanna dream
When all I ever see
Is all the ways I let you down

The TV shows I love are all off-air
So I'll just watch the years rip out my hair

I don't know why I treat these demons like my friends
And the moon is making those faces at me again

I'm waking through my life
I'll make it up sometime

Who says you need to sleep
I'm giving up the night

Oh I don't wanna dream
When all I ever see
Is all the ways that I could die

A car alarm is screaming somewhere

The howling dark, a waking nightmare

 oh, wow, wasn't expecting this... 

I was thinking of how knowing there is no one in this world for me is - and before I could think the word "awful", I found myself thinking the word "relief" 🤯 because no one will suffer when I die or, on the contrary, I won't be suffering when no one dies too (unless for the people I already love and him or the idea I had of him)

Dear my Sea

 Did you ever hear my voice or the songs I listen to, all this time? I haven't known what your voice is saying or what you listen to in a very long long time. No songs of the sirens anymore.

I pushed your buttons, tested your limits, because I wanted to see how far you would go and who were you truly. I got to see it and ut wasn't nice for me, but necessary. I could know for sure of your hatred, your rage, your pettiness, your anger and all your cruelty of someone who has taken so many lives. I drowned quite a while in you but I survived, I stayed like the wreckage I've always been turned by the likes of you. 

As your waves were crashing over me and I was sinking and struggling to catch my breath, I never wanted to let myself be killed by you. But you were pivotal indeed for my evolution as a human being more conscious and aware of so many things thanks to you. 

As one enters you with all the joy and enthusiasm and then slowly becomes washed away and battered and dragged in your turmoil thus love also gets worn and ends. 

However, I still love you in the sunset, just watching you from afar and aching for your presence and the love that you never gave me, when all I wanted was to float, to pretend I could fly. 

Dear Fred

 I love you, is it okay? Can I choose you and just say? Hoping for no one to get hurt. Not him nor her. 

I really miss you, Fred. Sometimes I remember how you were so strong and at the same time fragile and confused, how you made me laugh and you laughed all the time of what I was saying and teasing me and that other time we gasped, from laughing so hard even my jaw felt like breaking. 

You wouldn't look at me straight in the eye afterwards. I guess I marked you too, a little, right? Why are we all so foolish when it comes to feeling? Sometimes I just wish everyone could hear exactly what I was saying about how I feel about each one, so that no one would be so upset. And not feel rejected or inferior if one chooses more the other. It's like you were passion red and the other is a nice shade of green. I'm always burning for the reds and not for the greens, but they are my good friends that I love too. They're the calm while the others are the chaos. 

Anyway, Fred, you understand, don't you? I felt protected by you and there's nothing I need most than feeling safe to be with someone for real. You were for me Fred. And I was yours to grab. 

(as to Audrey's - Holly Golightly - brother Fred)

 In this world, deserving doesn't mean you will get it.

Dear beloved D. (aka Macallan)

 I miss you so many times. I was just watching a reels with Dr. Gabor Maté talking about the silent suffering of children from an alcoholic parent. My eyes started to water, I remembered that I am a child of an alcoholic mother and a father addicted to games of chance such as the fcking euromillions raffle. Then I remembered you and I, our pain. I went immediately to see your picture, saw the one you hair is blowing long and beautiful in the wind. I thought with relief that at least you were happy, but then I remembered how you said once that, like me, you also retrieve from social media when you're aching really bad. I felt like saying to you that I miss you everyday and I wish you always had present my love for you. But then, once again, I wasn't able to tell you anything. I'm just here again, writing to you, these simple words you'll never read. My belly bottom aches, my womanhood has been hurting for a long time too. Anyway, I also remembered of how I used to remember you everyday for the past years and now I don't get to do it as often. That's time and circumstances I am dealing with. Sometimes I still think of you, of course, when the sky is red and it's looking like it's going to rain. 

I'm still very sorry for not being able to tell you all that went on meanwhile, all so heartbreaking, unexpected and confusing. Who would have known things would get even more messed and involve another of them. It's all so crazy that sometimes it seems like it was all just a messy dream with some comforting moments that I wish were lasting in our heart forever. 

God, how much I love you!! It's still the same, when one remembers it for even a little while, like now. Allowing myself to feel that intensity and immeasurable feeling again gets unbelievable and almost unbearable all over again. I don't think I ever felt this category of love, like I've had for you two, you know. 

I hope you're okay, though I know it has been impossible to be okay in these awful times. At least, I'm thinking, that your offspring will be fine and you two can have your bubble of love to protect you from the awfulness around. 

I love you, babe, "don't forget it", as you used to say to me and I'm sorry if I forgot too many times that you had loved me once upon a time too. I'm still all yours. 

Love, your "Jack".

STATE OF THE PLANET — 2025 UPDATE

🪸 Coral Reefs
2023–2025: Most severe global bleaching event ever recorded.
84% of reefs worldwide experienced bleaching-level heat stress.
6th mass bleaching of the Great Barrier Reef since 2016.
Recovery outlook: less than 10% of reefs likely to recover naturally if heating continues.

🔻 Consequences: loss of fish breeding grounds → decline in marine biodiversity → destabilization of coastal economies.

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🌡️ Ocean & Climate Tipping Points
Ocean surface temperatures: highest ever measured in 2024–2025.
Acidification: pH drop of 30% since pre-industrial levels → shells, plankton, and corals dissolve faster.
Oxygen loss: many coastal areas becoming “dead zones.”
Predicted irreversible damage threshold: around 2030–2035 if emissions remain at current pace.

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🍽️ Food Systems and Global Security
Timeline What’s Expected Notes
2025–2030 Decline in marine fish stocks (20–30%) Due to coral collapse + warming waters
2030–2040 Major stress on crop yields Especially wheat, maize, rice due to heatwaves + droughts
2040–2050 Food insecurity affecting 3–4 billion people Coastal and tropical nations hit hardest
2050+ Global food shortages, migration, conflict risks Unless massive mitigation achieved

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⚠️ Why Action Is So Hard
“Climate inertia”: even if we stopped emissions today, heat stored in the oceans would keep warming the planet for decades.
Global production and consumption systems rely on continuous expansion — difficult to reverse without political and social overhaul.
Policy lag: promises (COP meetings) ≠ implementation.

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💡 Still Possible
Rapid cuts in fossil fuels by 50% before 2035 could slow down coral loss and stabilize oceans.
Restoring mangroves, sea grasses, and wetlands can buffer acidification.
Local coral restoration and marine protected areas show some recovery if heatwaves stop.
Personal and local resilience — sustainable diets, waste reduction, community adaptation — matter for buffering the impacts.
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🕯️ Reality Check
> We’ve entered the age of consequences — but not of total hopelessness.
The inertia is real, but so is the capacity for localized healing if the global system stabilizes soon enough.