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TrueLife ∞ SoulMates

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2 feel connected as 1 ∞ Moment of solidity..  A magical reminder of why I’m traveling down this road. Because, it is a choice and to ALL of you one day it will ALL make sense. Why I’m here. What I’m attempting.. ALL in the name of LOVE.

I met him so long ago.. a BRIGHT and sunny day. Big HUGE sunglasses hiding my face. Dusty truck in need of suds and some serious elbow grease love.. Their he was.. nurturing his so so shiny drop-top. Oh my my.. Who is he…? Jet black hair with flawless caramel skin. Light green–blue eyes oh my.. OH MY.. say.. it isn’t so! This dudes fine as hell and.. Oh sh*!# I just derailed. Literally off the track. My knight and shining armor, Prince of piercing looks.. euro-ess-ness with an unknown edginess.. Hmm… He’s got me completely out my box. Back in my head.. deep in thought. Perplexed. Mr. Gorgeous. Hmm! I mean.. Mr. Mysterious just happens to also be a romantic.. fine diner.. race car driver.. door opener.. poker competitor.. intellectual Oh no. No way! This is not plausible.. Not in my back yard.. Right here ALL along. This is it…! This is the moment. (my inside voice attempting to awaken my inner me.. tickling my insides.. reminders in disguise ALL telling me.. this is him.. this is love.. together again as 1) Back in real light.. I look to myself in my rear-view.. Who is this guy? and what is he?…? Cuban, Persian.. Colombian..? Maybe Syria.. Combination of ALL? Hmmm whatever, whomever.. here he is.. (TALL dark and handsome) guiding me through this drive-through car wash (modern-day fractal or wormhole).. Time elapsed this was our connection. Our free-fall. Another encounter, chapter, incarnation, magnetic vibration formatting LOVE.

DING!  DING!  There’s the bell.

For me; Life has never been the same. Yep he found me that day. Long long ago.. he promised me somewhere.. someplace… we would be together again someday.. someway.. he would find me. Manifest me into creation and on that blustering snowy December evening.. The wind was roaring. I was formatting.. it’s chill was comforting.  The sky’s sparkled. The air was crisp with a hint of vanilla-lavender-coco Chanel ish scent.. Mmmm…

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ALL this.. many moons ago.. the Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ butterfly’s Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ never left my tummy.. happily fluttering.. in love ♥ like the very first  telephone call… in my grandparents kitchen, I closely listened. We planned our next encounter.. Gravity took over, Best-friends and lovers.. Beginning on a  hot spring day.. beginning of May.. My path was laid.. I have climbed and crawled. Been drug while kicking and screaming obscenities with displeasing psychotic behavior from my own insecurities, bad programing, misleading interpretation of my lost misconception of my idea of love.. and here He is. programmed with compatible software under a custom created exterior. Pre-programmed with patience and ALL my missing components, virus defenders and ALL access passwords.

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This is my destiny. This is our fate. True-life ∞ Soul-mates. Right on track. Thanks for jogging along with me.. I enjoy the company.. as of right now.. Life can get a little lonely.. We got time. Time is one thing we do have. Hope to make the best of it. Give him lots to come home to.. Make him proud as freewill in hell. So upon you I cast a love spell..  I AM the potion and to “YOU” I pass the goblet. I hold on tight to my kingdom, smile (sword) and gauntlet.

Good night.. TBC

Independence

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Upgrade my independence. Fireworks remind me to celebrate. Time to live my life. Knocking all fears out the park. Got my eye on second base. Then on to the finish line in stiletto boots to win this race.  1st place. Fresh day. Fresh start. Consult my new road map, when in question… My life compass ∞ softly nudging me in the right direction. Words overrated. A verbal sedation. To shaky nerves. Pitcher of kool-aid. Still bitter. Left unstirred. Still waters. Flooded with emotion.. Time to concoct a  secret  family potion to calm  my inner ocean. In prevention of October storms on the run. Internal madness held hostage at – gun – point. Point blank. 6×8 cage no flank steaks. Half baked I got them cakes. yeah, I got them cakes.. For heaven sakes. Can you relate? Do you believe in FATE? Manifestation of your own destiny? Please my loves don’t question me. On.. my inner battles. ↑up & down↓ my mood constantly cackles. Shaken and broken can’t help but hear the rickety rattle. What’s the matter? Nothing.. I say; Nothing at all. Not too many of us walk before we learn to crawl. Anything is possible. That is my personal belief. I hold on too my spell book the same way Mark Zuckerberg has held onto Face book. Hell of a grip. Protecting his network from corrupt greedy crooks. Shelling out 100 million. Just for that warm fuzzy feeling.. That is what life’s all about. You can’t take it with you.. Not rollin Bentley’s  in heaven.. I say we give a shout out to Mark Zuckerberg again. For his selfless investment in the education of Gods children.. I can’t hear you…! We gotta cheer, clap and support this 26-year-old. And hope that others in his position follow suit. Who’s next? No, Oprah did not purchase Australia..  Put down the enquirer and turn off the news. I’d try TMZ they get it all. Rain, sleet or snow. Can’t tell you the last time I peacefully dined at Katsuya..

Looking quite frail. Looks can be deceiving cause even when I’m down.. My interior alerts my exterior — shell. Bulletproof. Strong as hell. Well..!  That is where I have been. In the fire. Raging flames. Ignited my mind. Slipping so fast. Caught it just in time. Is this my final answer? Where’s my lifelines? I just have to close my eyes..* There is the answer. POOF* spell set and before my very eyes.. my answer resides. TRUTH is my final answer.

cant imagine

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can’t imagine my life with out you. can not imagine you not next to me in bed at night. all over you while trying to watch a movie.. taking in your scent after you leave a room.. can’t imagine scrambled eggs any other way but yours.. i miss you so much! can’t imagine only doing laundry for one.. not having fun with you and your son.. can’t imagine valentines day all alone..day after day.. i will stand for you.. wait for you.. sending you love through “love letters” and kisses through the phone.. time and distance will surely show how intensely magical our love will only continue to grow.

this mastermind you already know..  all my love. ALWAYS.

Is it our limited time?

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For some reason… I’m making it very hard for you to love me. What all am I doing so wrong? Shall we make a list of all the wrongs you see in me? What keeps you from connecting your eyes with mine? Is it our limited time? I know I’m all over the place. Shaking our foundation like an unexpected sink hole in our soul. I’m so sorry to bring you added pressures. Added pains. It’s never intentional.  My love levels never questionable. I lost myself in you. Beautiful beautifully you. Faded in your eyes? Just wanna be your girl.. and you my guy. What happened to us? Are we going to make it through? The constant bantering left me all bruised. So long life’s been on cruise – control so hard to let go. Holding on to every memory, last word in sync syllable for syllable. Come back to me. There’s enough in me to fight for you. If you need to lay it all out for me I’ll listen again. I’m strung out on love and your coldness has stung me intravenously in my soul. Grab the jumper cables. Enlighten me. Energize me. Don’t let me go. It’s a really bumpy part in our ever-changing windy winding road. We have been on this journey with one another constantly doubting and questioning each other. Please stop asking me for my plan. Make one with me. I’m not letting go. You belong to me. Your not going anywhere. Your stuck you see. Surrender completely to me and just… love… me. Unconditionally today and always…