2010

In this year of  Friendship, wholeness and communication, my resolution this year is selfishly for myself,  to open up and tell the people who have loved me this past few years,  of how much I appreciate them, the empowerment of friendship is my education to deal with such affairs created,  protecting one-self in a practical manor without fuelling the enormity of pity, moving on. To my friends, thank you for the privileges, the huge moments, the laughs, the muse, unruly sacrifice of the stupid,  collective words that refrained from abuse of any nouns, or at any peoples misfortunes to gain the laughs. To my loved ones, I know now with whom my intentions, I need not justify ever? Of  this or that. For my past, the great Men, the educated and wholesome Women, who listened patiently, I am indebt for the support, the love, these moments are discovery. This is my new years resolution.......

Thank you for you,  Patience, the retreat in the face of adversity, the teaching I have found that protect a soul,  unsurpassed, I am the Tiger,  horrified to think of eleven who have come from the woods to speak of personal encounters, six of which I have never met and five others that must have been drunk on my success. This frenzy must be creating its own economy;  a band of photographers and journalists permanently camped outside my front gate waiting for me, for that million dollar photograph, that some person an operative can actually listen into my private life,  sms and voice messages created for the occasion,  with intent of monitoring my every move; the investigators are in rapture, and as I lay quite I understand, justification is for me to own. I will not satisfy the poor drabs of their created pathetic stories about celebrity misfits, leaving them only half of the facts. At  dinner the other night  a young lady said: " I would have come out for a hundred grand too..."    I asked her as she sat with her boy friend, "Could I assume that your boy friend can not then trust you? That you will sacrifice him as easily in the future?  for your conditional opinions of what you think of as love, what you are simply told, the opinions of the collective righteousness that so easily assumes half of a story as truth, that in a compromise situation you would somehow defend yourself  by selling your self to a newspaper, or is the truth of your love for money, as  every one gathers to builds on your pity ."

I said to her truth is personal, for only you to own;  and that,  there is much more to a story than a half, the half media portray will sacrifice celebrity for egotism to sell trashy attitudes of right and wrong, some published morals, and that it is only you who sleeps at night with your given intentions. She maybe a beautiful Woman, but free me from the bitch, or from scorn she forms in a complex mind, as carbon in operatives,  that will not protect our future,  maybe he had given too much, that maybe he did all he could to buy her happiness for some futile objectives,  the Woman a felicitator  who loves similar in kind,  too embarrassed to disclose her real reason and that she could not have ever truly found  love with the Tiger?  for her own family,  his reason maybe a Sunday night  dinner, but all he found was her Father drinking the red wine of pity, laughing insincerely,  as it all came down to the story of morals;  When in fact the only problem was there was no love dancing between the separate and whole beings in the first place.

I know of this equation great Mother, thank you for a course in miracles Dear Helen, the hear say that has taught my Children  other than self truth. How shallow we have all become in the trials by media,  a man's life can be used so easily by Poets? by an opinionated crowd who hunger for writings from an insincere Poet who publishes articles in glossy magazines;  that they could have any power over life. To the used and abused,  the framework of collective opinions  generated so easily that aim for the tall trees we cannot revere any more;  I do not adhere to such flimsy egotism anymore for this life,  I ask the Universe free the bitch from me.