I started writing. I don’t even know why. Actually, I do. I’m about to launch my website, and I should probably write an article or two for the blog. There are so many things I’d like to say, but somehow I never know where to start. Well, I just realized that my passion for mysteries could be a very good beginning.

Sunt la Aluniș, în Munții Buzăului, și mă găsesc în absolut fascinantul loc denumit Aluniș Retreat. Am venit într-o rezidență artistică la Aluniș Art Center. Pictez ceva la Casa Lila, ceva mai la vale, dar momentan am rămas sus (cu somnul, zic). Aluniș Retreat se află în oaza unui munte. Oho! Dar ce munte! Aici, dacă vii și ești puțin mai „cu navele spațiale” la purtător, nu ai cum să nu simți tot soiul de lumi și povești.

This is my second time here. The first time was in 2022. I was hoping that this time I wouldn’t feel quite as “grilled.” I thought that, who knows, maybe I’d be a bit more of a heroine. Kind of like maturing in terms of intraterrestrial radiation. But… nope! I still seem to love the “grill”.

Now, let me tell you how I actually started writing this article. Theoretically, I was supposed to go to bed and sleep, because, well, I’ve got stuff to do tomorrow. But, oh, sleep here???? It’s… in shades of turquoise. My whole body hurts, and I keep wondering if it’s from the pollution in Bucharest and my overdosed body cleansing itself, or from the uranium deposits whose mysteries I’m always trying to grasp. Not bad. We’ll get to uranium, too. Not that I mind, but I LOVE uranium. I’ll explain why in a bit.

But first, let me explain how I started writing. I open the window to let some cool air in. Just enough to oxygenate my brain and relax the orbits of my ocular ships. They’d bid goodnight to the turquoise and lull me to sleep. But no. I open the window and sit cross-legged to look out at the clearing outside. Silence. Only the wind is singing. I see a hammock swaying. And a female figure beside it. Oookay. She’s gone! Just so we’re clear, it’s only me and Daniel here. Daniel is around, busy with work. And he’s definitely asleep at this hour. Just perfect for me to start thinking about all the beautiful experiences I’ve had in this area and all the paranormal stories I’ve heard around here.

But, before diving into other kinds of sci-fi, let me tell you about Uranium and why I traded Bucharest’s pollution for Sophi straight on the spit in the Buzău Mountains. Well, it’s neither the first nor the last time. But it’s only the second evening, and all I can think about is: I want to go back home, deal with earthly matters, and act like a normal person. But nooo. There’s something bigger here, something greater that wants to speak to me. And I’m patiently waiting for it to do so.

Could it be the mystery of Uranium? Oh my, I’ve been waiting so long for it to speak to me! There’s some secret around here, but I can’t say why and how I’m looking for it. But let’s make it a little more scientific. And fantastic.

I have already talked several times with a few dear people about the abundance of uranium deposits in the Buzău Mountains. Now, let’s be clear. The area is full of ‘everything,’ but I have a thing for uranium. And I’ll explain why. This super radioactive element translates for me to: WOW! It might be one of the highest forms of consciousness. The perfect toy!

I mean, if you can bring the mystery of Uranium into your own consciousness, can you imagine what indestructible power you become? That’s my theory. And since I’m passionate about physical immortality, naturally, I’ve been researching for about ten years what kind of consciousness a person needs to gain to be able to travel to other worlds, realms, stars, with their physical body.

And here, I know, my nickname “this girl is crazy” is probably going to attract a few more fans. But hey, who would we be if we weren’t ourselves, right? Plus, I love being the one who asks many questions. And, very importantly, I like to make others think. Because you know how it is?! If we don’t add a bit of spice to the dish, what’s the point of all those recipes, anyway?!

I have plenty more theories, but we’ll get into them one by one. Until then, that’s it from my UFO7 Spacecraft, live broadcast from the Buzău Mountains.