Invision

We each serve each other with mind and body, as actor and actress. We play roles for each other. And we don't care. We are not of our bodies but our bodies are the vehicles for we. It is share and share alike, and share what we love and love so much, we give all to the other, so that we each can more equally share, the appreciative experience of any given moment.

I have met my Anka and am courting her. Well maybe not the complete Anka, but at my age and circumstance - good enough. She has a mind and is a thinker. But what have I to offer her? Nothing but the wrinkles of myself. So we were talking this last time and talked four hours. At some point I told her that I threw the I Ching after our first meeting, when we stood talking in the rain - very romantic. To my mind it was the first sight on looking into her eyes, that I knew it was she. But then maybe I over romanticize, although this perhaps particular cliche, had never happened to me before. And what does it have to do with me anyway? I have nineteen and half years to live on the up side, and I have to start putting on an ending. For best affect, the finish would decide the organizational relationships leading to the wherewithal.

Have seen her what - four times since our first meeting. Each time I put on a performance. Perhaps I over do it. But she should know who I am - the complete me, or otherwise it's not fair. I don't want to sandbag her. So with what could I entice her, accept the knowledge of my self, which experience had taught me.

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