ok, that was interesting (to me, at least)... the next stop on this catch up tour of where I've been brings us to a mind that is a playground without walls... I just mentioned her in a previous entry and if I dared fall in love again, I would hope she would choose to fall with me... I think libido might even agree, which is seriously scary, which is why I'd never tell her (the humor, of course, is that I am writing it here and she could find this entry if she was curious enough to read {and had the time} or, I suppose, if she was egocentric enough to search the internet for her online name or web address... the humor, of course, is not as funny after that long-winded explanation, but then, that is the irony of my babbling sometimes, especially when double parentheses are involved... too much open honesty for my own good, perhaps... but then, it's never enough for me)...

I refer, coming back from the laughing gas, to the incomparable Miss Bandit, who I will hopefully have the pleasure of kissing passionately meeting one day, if only to see if she has an accent, of course... with this semi-ridiculous introduction, one might think we are already familiars and perhaps we are, though nobody told me, but we are, in fact, complete strangers and I can only hope she admires my word-play a fraction as much as I love hers... and unless my ego is fooling me (which happens, as much as that might surprise you, aherm), her brief response to my first contact suggests this could be the case...

I present that to you now, just cuz it felt so good and it's one way to segue into presenting the introductory note she inspired me to write to her... ever the narcissist, after all... so she said:

Holy crap! this is an epic letter, thank you. I can't decide whether or not to reply in kind, or just to send you a one word response... like YIPPEEEE!!! or something. I guess this first paragraph has already put the kabosh on that idea though.

Hummm.

I have to go out. But I welcome you to the weirdness with all my happy heart and soul. Your letter was mostly accurate. i am a nice person, but I do stray into cunt-dom on occasion.

lets play!

have a beautiful day, new friend. zo xxx

I mean, I don't want to but the children ahead of the great sex, (or cart ahead of the horse, for that matter), but she is suggesting something with that xxx closing, right?... especially since it follows let's play (and we won't read lesbian tendencies into the previous line, right?... unless, of course, they are both bi and... the fact is I do have her Hummmming)...

anyone who knows me well is secretly laughing at me right now... probably not quite as much as I am laughing at myself, but just as secretly... well, then again, perhaps not just as secretly as I tend to let all cats out of all bags because I feel a bag is no place for a cat... unless it's a dead cat, but we'll leave Monty Python out of this because it could get a bit confusing if I started writing in British...

so without further ado, seriously, this was the message that was dubbed epic:

you are definitely goofy

I chose the subject so that if you responded, you wouldn't have to go to the bother of changing the subject for me...

if I can be serious for a moment (and the jury has been out on that for a long time), you are brilliant and beautiful and sensitive and kind... I know these things because you write brilliantly... I have eyes... you actually care (ok, so there's a lot of impulse and assumption there, but I trust my sense of the mystical magical intuitive instinct unconditionally)... and you have not deleted me yet...

I figured all this out by myself (ok, so I used my fingers, but I'm good with my fingers)...

I clicked on "comment" and saw this message that I had to be a friend to comment... heck, and I have been reading your blog and not even knowing I wasn't a friend (so much for paying attention to the comings and goings of internet strangers on my meager little profile)... therein is your act of kindness... of course it could simply be that you merely threaten to delete and don't pay much attention to the friend adds... or, like a little voice inside of me suggests, maybe deep inside (or just behind your mesmerizing eyes and playful snarls), you are so wonderfully sensitive that you feel the pang of rejection someone feels every time someone clicks "deny" and just don't want to add even that slightest bit of insensitivity or negativity to the world...

my gosh, I love you...

well, assuming you were that ridiculously (by normal human standards) sensitive... and if you don't mind, it's an assumption I stand behind until you prove me wrong... all irreverence before and after this next thought, most seriously from the little boy in me to the little girl in you: hug, you can be you here, as harmless as we can be, safe, secure, loved, and free...

that sensitive, yeah... but also hard core sensitive, I mean, strong enough the withstand living among humans and not buckle or fold or whimper off... giving it back better than you get when a lesson must be taught, but wishing people would wake up and stop being so afraid to feel themselves and everything around them so it didn't have to be that way... so we could all be the innocent kids we were born to be...

I rarely assume this much, but heck, I assume your ego doesn't mind being put on a pedestal by someone who can do it right (that is, stroke you just right without losing it too soon and becoming an addicted lap-dog stalker freak... I've had a few of those, suggested therapy)...

what I was going to say (in my comment, and actually, it was a comment meant for the bangs in your eyes picture) was � you look so much like my cousin, or Jim Morrison, I'm not sure which...

ta-da, yes, that would have been my big entrance into your world if you hadn't requested a personal note and just added me for some reason of your own... I tease and self-mock.... a lot... not self-deprecate much though, unless I'm with good friends and they know I don't take it seriously... irreverence is my middle name, but seriously, that is because nobody has ever been intense enough to take me seriously when I really want to be serious... silly humans, so afraid of an honest kid in a grown body...

but above all else, I intent no harm and do everything in my power to actualize my intentions...

I suppose I've said too much (or haven't said enough?... which one of us is in the corner?... stop me from spouting lyrics before it goes too far and I start writing rhymes... you could inspire some, no doubt... you've got music in your smile and lyrical eyes, not to mention a way with words that suggests we might have slipped out of the same womb in a different life... or even this one, I was adopted, after all)...

in most cases I'd get no reply to this... or a defensive "bug off freak" cuz my sense of humor went way over their head... like what kind of fool takes the time to write this much to a total stranger, right?...

so now you have a note from me... inspired by your seven sins entry, your profile words, and your facial expressions... oh, and that unconditionally trusting part of me that remains true to the wisdom and beauty and strength in the innocence of the human heart before it comes out of the womb and is slapped, literally and figuratively, by the fears and insecurities and shrunken minds of this world... goo...

you can find out anything you want to know about me by asking or by reading if you have several years with nothing better to do than read (because it would probably take that long)... I don't expect anyone to actually do that, but I wannit... sharing everything, peeling back all the layers and sharing everything, that's what life is about for me... no wonder I'm alone, again, aye?... naturally...

giggles, laughter, smiles, and a serious look of love for your gift to the world via your personality in words and images on the web, thank you for letting me visit and share these words with your mind... I enjoyed the inspiration you provided as I imagined we were friends who trusted each other enough to just ramble on and cut through the posing stage... hope you did too :)

whatever you decide to do with me (or my add request, for that matter), may you find and create more smiles than frowns along your way and share your dreams with those you can unconditionally love and honestly trust (and vice versa)...

and if you're not inspired and merely scratching your head, may you at least have read this far and be smiling :)

ric
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