(true story..)
Ah ****, Babe.
(Same message, copy/pasted..
and then sent to a whole different part of me;)
((but you and I both know it is all still part of the whole))
so here goes..
I was built to run on all eight cylinders. 8.
Within this world, more often than not,
I am left with no choice but to run on 3.. or 4..
Not my initial choice, but due to what little
of someone that they (most everyone) present to me
they only bring spark to the measly three or four;
But every.. uh.. few once in a while(s)..
(Get it?)
Who you are, sparks all 8 within me,
and within that depth of interaction (connection)
you yourself (I am sure of it) would expect (hope for)
no less than all 8 from me..
(Let me get this out as subtlety as I can..)
But suddenly, dear friend..
you want to *****-slap me down into
a small wooden box that has only room
for 2.. or 3..
((along with little ol 'freshly-emasculated("eunicated"?)) , me
Problem is.. what am I to do with those very potent
and powerful last 5.. or 6?
Cause I swear you're the one that could be fully capable
of requiring from me, all 8.
I could swear you're that one.. At least I thought you were.
hint// (I know you are..)
Hmmm. You want me to fall asleep?
I have a bed for that.
3 bore the **** out of me.. be it through politics..
or even the everyday, Mundane. .
or whatever the mother-****.
I have not watched TV or seen a commercial in over 20 years.
Trump was prez for over 3 years before I even saw his wife.
It was at a Subway, and I asked a friend,
"***.. who in the m-**** is that?"
Everyone got a good laugh.
Not as hard as me, because I never even heard
that Howdy-doody ******* Obama's voice the whole time
he was president.
Not that I care.. or like.. or don't like..
but it is simple as this--
The world is going to turn as it sees fit.
The Beast will achieve its all-consuming end..
which is to dilute into powerlessness,
(void of all rightfully-attainable Glory)
each and every soul-bearing human
that it can possibly get its Rat-claws in to.
You have people in your life that add to you
and not take away (steal from you), Life?
You don't need me.
You are all things Beautiful that I say,
but **** your comfy,
palatable little box you want to zip me in to, Love.
You dream of a world filled with all 8,
but carve from it the emptiness of a measly 3.
(I love you, but have a super ****** way of showing it.)
We only live once in this body we have,
and at the end of our time here, the 'husk' falls off.
My whole reason for being down here is to
somehow get out into the light of day
the truth about who we truly are.
People want to focus on the husk?
We were built solely to Unfold into the Glory that awaits us..
(The Glory that is already in us, though in most.. still dimly-lit)
Because when the husk falls off.. well Kid..
All there is in Eternity.. is Relationship.
The more Hearth-lit, one's Glory
the greater the capacity for Relationship,
which is all we will have left at the end of all things.
Cool part is..
the very Nature of Love Itself.. absolutely Craves it.
..Craves it, sweet Angel.
You are tremendously Gifted.. but sadly, we (you and I) are done.
I'm a ****.. I know.
I would much rather kiss you than ever hurt you.
I will be there for those (she) who needs me
until she stands up and truly beats my ***
for being the person that I am.
She still needs me.
So that is what I will do.
btw.. you are by far, one of the best I've ever seen.
Be glad that the world doesn't rotate around me
.. or we would all be ******.
Kisses to you, Sweet one. xoxox
Ya.
Red ******* rain is coming down..
https://youtu.be/jPQ8S0rVjs0
I L- Y <3
I know I'm an *******
**** me.
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