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WHO WAS THIS MAN?

I was walking alone, feeling so alone; not knowing were I was going, but I knew I had to continue going to wherever it was that I had to go. There was a storm brewing within and as much as I tried to cry, only gagging sounds escaped from my throat.

I felt like shoving my finger deep down into my throat, so the tears could maybe flow out, along with the vomit inside.

I could smell the scent of flowers and eucalyptus as I walked past a flower shop, and that's when I saw him. He was very, very old, and his clothes were very soiled. His face was dirty and his white long hair was matted together; signs he hadn't brushed his hair in a very long time. He had a long white beard and he wore an old suit, shiny from grit and grim. His little body was almost skeletal and his shoes were very old, and he carried a shabby little Bible, in his wrinkly old hand, that showed obvious signs of having been read hundreds of times.

He walked right in front of me and looked into my eyes. I looked at him and found that the skin on his eyelids and face were light pink and very wrinkled. I looked directly into his eyes and saw the most beautiful big blue eyes I'd ever seen. The pupils were like a well, filled with fresh spring water. His eyes crinkled as he gave me a smile. The tears started flowing freely from my eyes and I felt the storm slowly subside from within. He then walked past me. I never turned around.

Who was this man? Could it possibly have been...? Or was it my imagination?


PLAYGIRL'S QUOTE FOR TODAY:
"The season of failure is the best time
for sowing the seeds of success."
- Paramahansa Yogananda


"Doubt is a pain too lonely to know
that faith is his twin brother."
- Kahlil Gibran


PLAYGIRL'S VERSION
IS UNIMPORTANT

"Music washes away from the
soul the dust of everyday life."
- Berthold Auerbach



Join The NRA

"The Right Of The People To Keep and
Bear Arms, Shall Not Be infringed."


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Comments

( 19 comments — Leave a comment )
inspectorjury
Feb. 13th, 2006 12:27 am (UTC)
Naw, it was just some guy who looked like me. ;)
playgirl
Feb. 13th, 2006 01:32 am (UTC)
Nay! I've seen pics of you, and I sure would love to sit on your lap and pull on your whiskers! heh heh
see_dog
Feb. 13th, 2006 12:43 am (UTC)
Santa Claus?
playgirl
Feb. 13th, 2006 01:32 am (UTC)
Nay! He was too skinny and besides, he didn't give me any presents!
see_dog
Feb. 13th, 2006 01:34 am (UTC)
Maybe it was santa on Jenny Craig?
poetpaladin
Feb. 13th, 2006 12:46 am (UTC)
Whomever he was, I think he appeared at the right place, at the right time.
playgirl
Feb. 13th, 2006 01:33 am (UTC)
Absolutely!
agsaunders
Feb. 13th, 2006 01:19 am (UTC)
I like choking people too. Gives me a sense of power and dominance over them.
playgirl
Feb. 13th, 2006 01:34 am (UTC)
Bend over. I want to spank you bottom!
olafthunderfoot
Feb. 13th, 2006 03:52 am (UTC)
it was Loki!
playgirl
Feb. 14th, 2006 06:35 pm (UTC)
I think your right. It was Loki</u>!

olafthunderfoot
Feb. 14th, 2006 09:02 pm (UTC)
nice site!
nam_erehwon_eht
Feb. 13th, 2006 07:18 am (UTC)
When
When you least expect someone will come into your sphere of influence and you into theirs... In that single moment you will find them inside of your heart and you in theirs... And thus, as you look into their eyes, you see not only their own journey bu yours as well. For you see my darling, the eyes are not only "The windows of the soul", they are also the mirrors that shine back to our own hearts the very views that we are seeing of the other person, and the journey that we have taken ourselves...

I love you,

Love,

Mickey

Current music: "Mule Skinner Blues (Blue Yodel No.8)" by Dolly Parton
playgirl
Feb. 14th, 2006 06:30 pm (UTC)
Re: When
Your words have sent beautiful goose bumps throughout my body. How very wise you are, about this thing we call life!
With all my love for you and yours!
nam_erehwon_eht
Feb. 15th, 2006 07:31 am (UTC)
Re: When
You are so very kind... you truly are... wise... hmmm? (sigh) I have taken so many misteps in my life that my feet sometimes feel like they have bananas on the bottom of them. At the same time, I have survived. In all the years I dated, not once did I ever cheat on anyone I dated. And when I was married, like I am now, I never cheated on any woman/lady. And, well for me, when I've been in any relationship with a woman, like I've been for the past wonderful years with Aileen, I have ALWAYS put the Lady's needs, wants and desires ahead of mind. I have always felt that if I was fulfilling her needs that my own would then be fulfulled. And this extended even into intimacy. For when I would be intimate with a Lady, I would always do whatever necessary to make sure that she was happy and satisfied before I ever thought of my own pleasure. But, you see, for me, in my mind, and my heart, Ladies, have always been that type of being who I thought was really the much stronger gender in life. This was not because of my adoptive mother. It was, as I found out when I was in my 40's and learned about my real birth mother, due to her. For I was, when I learned about Mom, totally convinced that I had been right all along. Women/Ladies are truly a gender that is not only strong of will, pure of heart, but is filled with a kind of inner strength that goes way beyond what the tough guy men can ever relate to. I've sat and held a number of Ladies in my arms as they have lost their children, been raped, beaten and abused... and every single time I sat there, with them in my arms, I could feel, inside of me this amazing feeling of wonder at how incredibly strong these souls were, and I could also feel the terrible, the awful pain that they were feeling and how they, somehow, were finding the strength of will to just take that next step. While my adoptive parents were selfish, racist, and very cruel... it was, in my life, wonderful ladies who I met on my road in life, that taught me so very much not only about myself, and about women in general, but about life. As I've always said, at the very moment that a child dies, regardless of whether the lady is rich, christian, jewish, atheist, or anything, regardless of what country she lives, in, or if she is rich or poor... At the very moment that her child is there before her ... gone... all ladies are then exactly the same... the same... very strong and incredible souls who are then forced to try and rebuild their worlds with most around them not even seeing them. And so, most of my life I have always turned my head to always bow with total respect for women everywhere. For while men may possess the seed, it's the woman/lady who carries that seed and turns it into the magic that brings forth the greatest miracle that I've ever seen in my life... a child... born...

I really love you so much... And my love for you only grows with each passing day...

Love always,

Mickey
playgirl
Feb. 15th, 2006 11:20 pm (UTC)
Re: When
And my love grows also for you, Sweet Prince.
nam_erehwon_eht
Feb. 16th, 2006 08:26 pm (UTC)
Re: When
Thank-you ...that's so sweet...I am truly honored...

Love,

Mickey
walrus828
Feb. 13th, 2006 04:06 pm (UTC)
i am a fan of the prophet.
playgirl
Feb. 14th, 2006 06:28 pm (UTC)
What an incredible man he was. How I wish I could have met him!
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