2025, The Year I write my book

I shall write my book about my crazy life,

starting with my childhood and ending with another beginning,

for in the middle is a crazy timeline of supernatural

suspense, and self control to be determined.

And within these walls, I write my secrets.

I step back and admire the woven handy-work.

Rewritten many times and times and time again.

This one will stick. Dedicated to my sons,

The genuine heroes

I embark on the threshold of my sight. For when I see,

It was good versus evil,

Now it is light and dark and movable glitter.

so get ready,

And watch me fly!

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Dear, Fear of Love

Something dragged me from you the moment I left my body. It may seem tragic to the world that I felt such fear traveling in a universe alone without you. When I left my body, you swept up my soul and carried it with you, my memory and light in hand. My mind ran so fast that I could hardly catch up and when I did, I started my life new. Another happiness I was not expecting.

When I think of dying, I think of perfection, not knowing that it’s actually love that seeks me so badly. This is the reason I ran through hell so fast. In the depths of hell, heaven caught me by surprise. I caught a little piece of heaven with another soul survivor. So I guess in all honesty I fear Love. The defeat of love frightens me, as does the love I currently possess. Can I move on with my life and leave you behind? Do I hold on to your memory in fleeting moments? If there was ever a crystal ball that conveys what I should do, I would not use it. The surprise of of the sweetness would pass me by.

So I will sit in the heaven I have now with my other half in this life. Fear of losing what I have weighs on me with a heaviness.

Since I adore surprises, I’ll stay with my loved ones in this paradise. You are always a part of who I am.

Sincerely, Love in abundance

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