This post explores how Hans communicates with me through music.

A journey of love transcending time: how films and music shaped my connection to Hans, my soulmate beyond death.

"Alaska" by Austrian electronic duo HVOB from their album Rocco.

Cigarettes and sex are on your breath again It's cool, I'm the same, the way we kiss...

You leapt from crumbling bridges watching cityscapes turn to dust Filming helicopters crashing in the ocean from way above.

Do you remember all the sounds, when I found you by the lake, and how the water seemed to call your name?

A personal reflection on heroin's allure, its devastation in Vermont, and the haunting contrast between youthful idealism and lived reality—woven through cultural memory, historical drug use in WWII, and a playful what-if imagining of soldiers on LSD instead of meth.

So there I went, into self-induced anxiety, combing the internet for those kinds of websites that are riddled with doomsday predictions and conspiracy theories.

A persistent spirit moves objects, disrupts plans, and lingers despite cleansing rituals—bound by past lives, devotion, and the unexplained.