Alcir loves music. He loves to send messages thru music….
Here’s one he sent me months ago… he still plays it for me
sometimes when we visit.
Although it’s his secret, he’s a serious romantic.
“I would like to hear your voice again !
My Skype is *********
my Number in Norway is **************
I will call you back at my expense !
I am during something that i want you to be part of it !
PS: Does my accent is so ridiculous or is that the interpretation of
a woman that still in love ? ……………..Alcir”
I am sorry to have contacted you….i was drunk and had
received news that a lady friend of mine in the usa had passed;
i did got choked and sad and was somehow concerned about you….
….sorry again…i wish you all the best..but we should stay as
we were till now; there’s too much hurt and revenge in the
memory of the very bad times provoked by my self;
i do sincerely want you to be happy and live a long and
prosperous life.I do promise not to contact you anymore.
My heart jumped…. No! Wait…. (I think)… one minute here.
It’s been some time since I wrote about my guy friend, and
there are several reasons for this rather long gap…
When I last was recounting our time together, I had just
arrived in Rio for the second visit, to be a lengthy one, and
re-entry was becoming difficult for many reasons.
I stopped mid story, because frankly it was so completely
depressing me, and it was confusing, and draining, to be
taken back to such an emotional six months stay.
Rio has such romance and magic, and particularly for me in
the last 28 years, because of a Brasilian I met waaaay back
in the Eighties…. ah yes, the party decade!
He was diving for Urchins, I was a local, a friend brought him
to dinner, and the rest just unfolded as it did. Great chemistry,
great romance, excitement, charm and mystery.
Then he vanished, as he used to love to do, and then two years
later, called me from Rio, to tell me that he loved me.
Then more years…. and then finding eachother on the internet,
making plans to meet, a month long visit, crazy mad love,
plans to return….. a painful year, at least for me…. and then
at last an extended stay. We planned to marry… or at least
be together in a new way.
So there we are… we have some context as to the ‘picking up
where we left off’ part. But see, there’s a catch… during this
interum, while I put away the turmoil, the ugliness, the long
and terrible confusions of to stay or not to stay…. and trying
hard to figure out this very convoluted man…. a completely
unforseen thing happened.
He emailed me…………..
Yes……. out of the Blue….. and here he is, briefly touching
in, with deep and sincere apologies, and wishes to perhaps
be able to converse. I soon agreed, and we began what is still
going on today… long and heartfelt conversations via SKYPE,
with the most delightful videos, the most touching shares.
And that was Nine months ago…. hmmm? rebirth?
He is living on his boat in Norway, soon to throw himself to
the wind, literally and as he is fond of doing. And so there’s
more stories to tell, videos to enjoy, and a new blog site
in the future.
The true miracle of all of this is…. we have become real friends.
When you are ‘in love’ with someone, you know it will change
and turn into something else…. but to move from all of that
to Being Friends, and sharing things that really mean something…
Well, that my friends is an impossible Wish Granted.
The time has come for picking up where we left off….
There was a Saga going on… a Love Story, a History Lesson,
a time wharp Reality that is lived…….. and shared.
There is also watchers and disbelievers and scoffers, who
diminish and degrade the Grandure of what IS…
… and i am not fond of stalkers either………..
This is an announcement of intention… and a Pronouncement
of a Beginning of a Continuum of something that began eons
before, and will continue for Uncountable eons to come.
There will be No Fear… No thought of repercussions or fitts of
rage … no reactive realities….. i will continue my Art
Thank you all……………
Miracles of love and connection… and
the miracle dance that is Us, we stars
in this Universe of endless stars.
Not so special, yet
special beyond the word special…..
and we dance on eternally,
and That my friends is
the True Miracle of All.
Ah yes……. what a great word, a great subject.
What is it that could be more irritating than pure Stupidity?
And what IS it about people who are of very ordinary intelligence
that encourages them to think they are smarter than they are?
Must you be smart in order to know how little you know?
Oh I think so. At least that has been my experience, both with
others, and yes, myself as well.
When you are young, you think you know everything… because
the world is very small, and perhaps you Do know all about it….
that small secure and encased world of yours.
But as you grow and learn, and as the world grows larger with you,
you begin to realize how very Little you actually Know.
Sometimes you’re too stupid to know how stupid you really are.