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"Vita incognita" is Latin for "unknown life," combining vita (life) and incognita (unknown), similar to the famous "terra incognita" (unknown land) and meaning an unexplored aspect of existence, a mysterious journey, or a new chapter of life full of discovery and potential challenges. This is pretty much how my life in the year 2025 can be described.

Photo shows trees burned during a 2023 wildfire on the Monti Rossi, a large crater formed during an eruption in 1669 on the south flank of Mount Etna (seen in the distance), and new vegetation sprouting and blossoming in the foreground. The photo was taken on 17 April 2025.

Vita Incognita

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Princess Wanda and the River of Oaths
In a time when forests spoke and castles stood as sentinels of memory, Princess Wanda lived in Krakow, daughter of King Krak, founder of the city. Her name echoed like a song among the willows of the Vistula, and her presence was as serene as the moon's reflection on the water.
Wanda was wise, brave, and deeply connected to the invisible forces that inhabited the Polish countryside. It was said that she could understand the language of wolves, read the Baltic winds, and calm storms with a single word in ancient Lechit.
One day, a German prince named Rüdiger arrived with a marriage proposal. Not for love, but for dominion. He wanted to unite his lands with Poland, but under his banner. Wanda, loyal to her people and the spirits of the land, refused with dignity.
Rüdiger, humiliated, threatened war. Instead of giving in, Wanda walked to the Vistula River, dressed in her ceremonial robe embroidered with Slavic runes, and offered her soul to the water as an oath of eternal peace. She submerged herself among the currents, and the river embraced her as its own daughter.
Since then, the Vistula sings her name on foggy nights. Fishermen say they see her silhouette dancing on the waves, and poets call her the guardian of Polish freedom. Her sacrifice became a legend, and her spirit a symbol of resistance.

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Peter Gundry - The Last Of Her Kind

Within sanctuaries as old as the rasping whisper of time itself, rumbling in the dark bowels of the earthen tombs, breathing the soil to life, They sleep. Long ago, terrible arcane magics sending the peoples of all the realms trembling in fear, They sleep. Rulers of castles grand and dancing on the line between horrifying evils and heroic deeds, They sleep. Kings of life itself, second to not even the forces of the mighty land itself, They sleep. They sleep. Sleep for good. Once gods among men, They are gone. Once the very heartbeat of our kingdoms, the pulse of enchanted souls fluttering among the spirits above, They sleep. Sleep for eternal endless time. Let them sleep. let them dream. For if the spell should snap, the prison twist away, The Chosen shall fill their lust for revenge.  

( Written by the Pirate King )

Song - We Are the Chosen © All Rights Reserved
Composed and Produced by Peter Gundry

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