There’s something weird I noticed during the writing of my first English novel. It probably was there when I wrote my first Dutch novel, but I only noticed now: the words I write are not new, not by far! It is as if the words have always existed, and I’m just typing them out from memory, Akashic Memory. I noticed tonight, because I was re-reading some portions of it, and picking out words that seems off, out of place. 

Just my two cents, and now back to the novel, for it feels awesome to be busy with it. 

Love your Light, 

Dre’