I hate my memory but check this connection....Asher = Antony Uptown = lovely boy in love = Girl likes other poet's poems, start spending time with him = angry boy begins to feel abandoned tries to talk to girl who's showing her new attraction = angry begins to argue want to talk on phone = pretty girl writes poem saying she logged out.
Now angry boy is jealous and furious and reads all ancient poets words. Angry tries to get old poet to IM as he pretends. Old poet tells the crazy broad these poems aren't for her. Angry boy can't get proof he needs of to prove to exgirlfriend" that new love is a liar, cheat and predator. Meantime ancient Mariner and pretty girl begin to get hate messages and a "warning" of impending doom and hurt from Astral. Old man and young Muse relate these weird messages to each other. Mature man writes to Astral telling him step off. Astral disappears and 24 hours later has filled "blood drained" pretty girl with lies making her believe old man only cheats and lust for more than her. All of this in little more than 2 weeks of growing feelings and talking all night every night. In weakened state she cannot see the sequence of events...nor motives for crushing her like this so she writes a players poem and begin to hate her friend. Old man cannot comprehend how this whole tale unfolded until he projects again...he used his third eye to find the stories first page. Jealousy caused angry boy to create a scenario since he's lost her heart to old man...if I can't have her he can't either thinks angry boy. plotting strategy to ruin old man's chances = knows unsure girl's fears = use these against her so he can't have her either = become ten women and create some crazy fiction to dethrone the champion of her hand.
Now I see motive for the lies to separate twin flame sensor. I see an impossible timeline to be the womanizer I'm accused of being. I see that the demise came about after the lies told to me meet with no response so Angry boy plays on her emotions to hopefully get regain....result is a good soul laying almost dead distraught destroyed and angry so into a shell she hides. Everybody losses here my love...can't you see what I see. Look at the timeframe to see the same movie and drama I can see. But pretty girl won't even give okm man the time of day....I guess I must bow out...young Asher wins again.
Like I said...ask these broads about my scars, my birth marks, if I have hair on my chest or not....ask them specifics on dates and hours and compare to our chats....ask them my brand of cigarettes and what beer I drink. Ask them what my my "Man candy" painting is about....many ways to prove them wrong if you want to but I guess you'd rather remain in useless pain and ghost on me my friend. I'll wait...in time you'll return to me for you know I'm for you and you the only one for me.