Dearest Kinfolk, Kindred and Relations,
Good afternoon.
While residing in Darmstadt, I was provided an opportunity to taste Turkish Blond on many-many an occasion. Life as I knew it changed with the first puff off of a fire extinguisher elbow converted into a very worthy pipe. I remember the moment and who I was with. Never did thank you, Duuuuuuude, so I thank you now!!! You thought I was going to mention your name en'cha? Oh yes, and the Bubble Gum Black was full-filling, in fact, but there was just something about that Turkish Blonder-than-a-Blond-has-a-right-to-be-Blond...
...oh, please. I mentioned in the title that I wanted to share these privately. So, please, if you wish to read, learn and see me as I am and or who I was and who I am becoming - this Spirit In Cocoon, One in metamorphosis, Chrysalis, please then, sit a spell and let us chat.
I want to say something right now that I don't think I've EVER said on this blog. Pardon me please as I say something I really feel in my teeth at this very moment, that being - I FUCKING HATE MENIERE'S!!! Yes, yes, I have no doubt I've uttered many a profane word on the here or there about Meniere's and what it has done or made of my life and my family's lives. I have had the fear born and dwells with-in me concerned for my children. Will they carry this FUCKING MENIERE'S deep within their time and place in life. A Father's lament...
...look, I have a lite and simple respite from the symptoms of the disease at this moment. Surly was not the case earlier in the morning or early afternoon. Know this then, I focus and am building a different character under this skin. Seems as if there is a brand new attitude directed toward the disease, the symptoms of it and the strength I have gained as I have lived and envisioned confrontations with life's influences and at this minute consider that I have been the Blessed One. There's not too many of us BAHA, Bone Anchored Hearing Aid wearing Folks out here. And apparently, the diagnosis of FUCKING MENIER"S DISEASE carries a very wide spectrum of diagnosis, health issues and the all of that shit...
...I know that, Man. Because of the shoes I am wearing, I am able to empathize and sympathize even with fellow Human Spirit's living with this Disease, Menieres. Just please Folks, just please don't go all up in Folks face's and space's to say with an off-the-cuff verbal fart that your Pa has MOTHER FUCKEN MENIERE'S DISEASE. Oh, yes, it is simple like that. His/Her MENIERE"S is not my FUCKEN MENIERE'S. Understand this, I have just never met a fellow Human Spirit, who has had half the amount of surgery's I have had because of this BULL SHIT DISEASE!!! I mean, can we find some medium? I am not being inconsiderate about this boundary, it's a reasonable thing to establish I say. Has something to do with the shoes.
Yes-yes, I know that was very private and expressed with a bit of profanity. I have just really wanted to share these topics privately. Sort of like a "Say and Share" I enjoy sharing - just on a different level. And WHEW! A most excellent connection I felt. Thank you for being here.
When I communicate and or connect My Path with Kinfolk, Kindred and All Relations, there really is a connection-with-in my Human Spirit. Honestly, I don't think I have ever shared "ALL" that with any body in my Circle. Not my Brenda, Children, Doctor's or their staff, or my Mental Health Care Teams. I am glad I expelled some of that from my energies, vibrations and Spirit's. Thank you, Great Spirit! Thank you, my Kindred!
I have some news to share on the Weight" front but am unsure as to share this now or wait. Oui-oui, I agree to share now. I have lost forty point five pounds. I am very pleased and confidant to lose more, but there are these tiny little red flags fluttering in this hot Florida breeze...
...memories of a different time in My Path. I understand. Losing weight is not unfamiliar to me and losing this amount of weight has been lost from this body before. The worst case scenario was when I was Anorexic. That was so like, back then. But, yes, I'm thinking also, that these pretty little red flags are body, mind and emotional flash backs. And my goodness the memories. As I mentioned right up there, these are from a different time and place along My Path. (Insert Drama):Damn it! Why shit in life get so damned complicated?
Ohhh, I still don't know! Been around fifty-sum-years and kicking it old school against ill health and the DAMNED disease. Still wurkin it, ya see?
One more, then I'm off to the showers. Honey's, I have just put Miss. Grace Jones, on the pod and am letting her tickle my Right-Bad-Good-Ear with her words and song...
...she sings into my One-Ear-Hole-To-The-Brain, "La Vie en Rose". My heart gets all adolescent. like thumping faster and my face blushings. She has sang this song to me in person. I knew then and that evening what a DIVA is. Oh, Grace, you have always been a part and important piece of my life and My Path. I Love You, my dearest Grace. Can't you see? I have always loved you.
No, I'm not crying.
I suspect I'll do this again some time, this "Share These Privately" moments are so awesome. I have enjoyed our time together and thank you from my heart to yours.
Love, peace and more peace...........always............................Mario
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