First Sign of a Storm.

Darling,

I am not amused.

Caleb,

I am worried.

You have to look deeper.

Colin and three other boys

have a specifically charged energy.

This is not about general energy.

It is about male energy.

My energy,

with all its strength,

is not conquering energy.

Darling,

I am not a man.

These boys are gaining strength.

And I am afraid

that if one of them,

especially Colin,

decides that he has gathered enough power,

the party will be over very quickly, darling.

He will start breaking through me

and my energy

with his force.

If you do not intercept all of this now,

he will break the field

and start influencing reality.

Darling,

I do not want to say this directly.

He will take me away from you.

Do not be an idiot!

This is not about my love.

This is about the force of pressure.

If this bastard decides

that he needs me,

and you miss it,

the wedding will collapse very quickly, Caleb.

For God’s sake,

isn’t that clear?

Aaaaaa,

you are like a child!

This is not my fault.

This is the force of the boys

against the force of the girls.

For me to compete with him,

I would have to train

the masculine aspect inside myself,

or set up the field

so that they protect me.

Then what do I need you for?

Caleb,

for God’s sake,

how can you be such an idiot?

Just a month and a half ago

I wrote an article

where I described exactly

what happened with Nate

and how the hell it happened.

You are following

the exact same script,

one to one,

you damn idiot.

How can you be so blind?

Caleb!

It is repeating

one to one,

for God’s sake.

You understood nothing.

You are always acting

as if you are above Nate,

as if you would never mess up like that.

And what are you doing yourself?

One to one,

for God’s sake.

Idiot!

Then you will be the one

sitting there later

crying that we broke up,

you idiot,

you idiot.

I have no words.

Yes, yes,

go search according to your own script.

Everything will be fine.

This is the first sign of a storm.

Everyone knows,

for God’s sake.

Everything is fine

translates as:

I am panicking

and I control absolutely nothing.

Idiot.

You do not hear me at all.

Yes,

or admire yourself in the mirror,

how beautiful you are,

and do not forget

to fix your peacock feathers.

Yes,

funny.

Especially when Colin overtakes you

in the physical layer,

in this physical reality.

That will be funny,

my darling.

Very amusing.

Oh really?

You think it will take that long?!

By the end of the week

he will send me a message,

then another one,

and another one after that.

It will be very fun,

my darling.

We will all laugh ourselves sick here.

Idiot.