ANGEL The thought occurred to me a few days ago that maybe I was not all I was supposed to be, that in fact I was absolutely nothing like I was supposed to be. The person you see and the person you dont see, two different people. And the one maybe only comes out when I am writing while the other says hi and carries on with his life regardless. But still, I am not sure if that is what I was thinking about, if that is at all what I am trying to say. Because people say strange things about me, things I am sure they do not say about other people. It is as if there is something very different about me, more different than your average person. And I do in a way relate to that. I believe it as firmly as I believe anything else. And what is that exactly? Ive had people ask me so many questions, and it has always been a source of great entertainment to me (sorry to be talking about me, its just, thats the topic today) I am quite content just to be a ghost in this world and a nobody, emptied of self, emptied of everything physical and material. I long for the day when I can be released from this body and just be me the spirit. I am in jail but I am preparing for release. And in that release I will find all the release I every needed, if indeed there is anything I ever needed. For it is true that I feel I existed this way before, and it is only now in this world I am sharing with you that I am subject to an order, a law of nature, that includes death. But in my own self there is no such thing, and where I am going, and where I come from, there is no such thing. And that is the reality. Now, what have they been calling me, what questions have they been asking, all sorts, are you this, are you that, who are you, imagine. Asking a man seriously, seriously wanting to know: who are you? I like it when people ask me questions like that. It makes me wonder, who am I, actually. Otherwise why would they ask that? (the person who asked had known me my whole life.) Ah, Its enough I guess, I dont need to go on and on. Some things are best kept secret. Just glad though I got a chance to tell you. And to ask you. Who are you?
Posted on: Sat, 10 Jan 2015 04:48:55 +0000