February 8, 2009
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No postage
Your words sting like my first Bee Sting….yes the initial shock is over welming but as times pass the throbbing becomes irritating as it itches and begins to swell….You are powerful beyond measure when it pertains to me. Why is as unspoken as it is reasonable. True Love. I’ve never been more disturbed by an insult than to be called a “coward”. The same term my mother uses for Bam Bam, the man who simply wasn’t the Man… the same word used to destribe our Then President Bush during Katrina and this financial crisis….and the same word that equals death in the Ninja Realm….ar my actions that catastrofic in real world or is this your opinion of me since I failed at “Greatness”. We are one…..Love, Joy, Pain, Rain, Reason…..although motivated by different forces and focused on different emotions we are 1 and that won’t change. I felt some type of way when you hung up on me. REALLY.I wanted to scream with a thousand toungues, Tattoo arabic war symbols all over my body and set my radious on fire while recording the whole thing just so I can remind myself of how weak and vulnerable I really am. You Don’t complete “me”….but “the” is definitly reality. You want warmth….affection….”No Bullshit”. Maybe I can’t be the one to give what is requested or required but I try….notice that…. “I try”. Present tense and a continuation of the current action. Love has everything but nothing to do with this letter. This is me trying to “think” and “communicate” while I still can.
No response necessary.
Be blessed and higher as required.
