I hope you do dance on my grave Miss Bubbles,  for I've had a very good time over my years and when go I insist on a party. I just hope I don't come back as a Child unwanted  or on my own again. I only made you Home-worthy Miss Bubbles. I worked hard to buy the very best things for you girls always. When I was your age I had two years under my belt in trades and your Granny  looked after me as well as she could. Even though she didn't earn much, we got on with life. By the time I was 20 years of  age I had founded four business's and for the past 30 years grew my business's so my family could have a fine start. I enjoyed being in and creating for my companies and I enjoyed more, that so many families benefited each week from the culture of prosperity. The house you lived in was a Mansion and my life long dream  house,  found in a Boy's town art union brochure . I got my  owner builders licence and build that home so you girls could have a nice place. I wonder if I was good enough back then, or was I just  an easy prey for all the things you selfishly wanted........Your teachings are about Gnostic's and if you look up that word you will find  "Self"  as his metaphor. 

Do you believe in yourself Miss Bubbles or does every person have to make you happy?    If that is your belief,   it won't happen. 

I insist on warning you against acting like this to others as they may not be so gracious towards you for such stupidity. 

When I hugged you Miss Bubbles you were my Princess and I told you that. When I kissed you you knew it was coming from  a proud Dad. And when I said your drawings were cool I meant it.  I never pretended to you.  That was me in the flesh and blood....

If your work was cool I told you so and I reckon I have a good eye for artwork as I appreciate architecture, the arts, the song, and the spoken word, and you are my child. I won't lie to you ever.   If I'm a little weird then you'll have to accept that because I don't have anything to prove to you. You knew what I was like always. The sad part about all this created "Drama " , as Somerset Maugham writes;  is that your Sms messages only show to me how easily your poor opinions are created. Look into your heart and remember the hugs, the man who was there every night. I don't want this life without you. None of this anger is helping you or me and I certainly won't be destroying myself over  poetic opinions of who's good and bad. Unfortunately for the others  you will have find out a whole lot more about their  lie's and deception the hard way and as long this nonsense goes on it is going to go on.   

I don't think it is possible for me to make anyone happy Bubbles, yet I wanted everything for you. When you were happy we were all happy it was contagious. We painted your room  to make it beautiful and you three have lived very very well,  yet through this tough period I have to be the sacrificial Lamb. After I came back from Nepal I had awoken somewhat to the gifts we achieved; because I had seen how poor Children live and grow, tanks in the street and you know what?  most of those kids would have appreciated sincerely what I had brought into your life; your youth has been a whole lot better Bubbles by far. The Children I saw would beg for what you

have, but they go through life begging simply for daily food and still these Children smile generously and share easily.  

I do not ask for you Miss Bubbles to bring my happiness for this life. You do not create any of my problems. If you think I'm a little green  at the moment,  then you're correct and  I have to keep going down this same path for a future in all this Chaos.  I have ideas and dreams that need fulfilment and the engineering sense to make it happen and my work will help me make this World a whole lot better place, but now I ponder would I want to give this Child more so she can respect me less, certainly without any real appreciation for what this Father has already brought into her life. And you dare say that  it was I who wanted to make you Homeless.

No Bubbles Sms your Poetry to the Universe for counsel....

Do you think I take any notice of these pathetic and cruel messages after being systematically removed from the businesses I created.

After I entertained a fragmented family  organizing the festivities for unity. I wasn't your Father to be convenient. I expect  to understand at some point "what was the crime" ? When I took you girls to Disneyland it was I,  éclair who wanted to take you there. You have travelled the World and you are now big enough and tough enough to realise that I am disappointed with these cruel useless and cryptic messages. Ring me and say your feelings to my face.   You didn't cause this mess so why have you been so aggressive.  There is too much pain that will not resolve itself with little stupid sms messages. Why would you want be angry with a Father that loves you. Or is the love you give when we have money and possessions? Which one were you on the Bus? Surely you would  understand that I never asked anything of you ever, I only ever gave and that is what is in your Fathers heart. 

I reiterate; I understand one thing Bubbles  "you didn't cause any of this;" and I do not blame you one iota for this mess and  I will always love you.   Is the Hate coming from your loving family who have formed their actions from the Poets opinions?  Do you get together and skite about how rude you can be? Are you proud of such attitudes? If anyone defamed you I would tell them to mind their own business as that is my respect for your blood. Thanks very much for so easily forming opinions of right & wrong, but you see I only see you as defaming yourself like the person who actually took the time and sat down cutting out phrases from the newspaper describing some curse that is fantasy. Now grow up and face the facts that you have no reason to be angry or to act in empathy  with anyone but yourself. I am still your Father no matter what and I prey you grow up a little wiser sublimating your own truth.

Meantime I will wait for you.....