After that first initial contact the next day I sent a piece that had been written for a Japanese lady to whom it had not been given as we lost contact
I would spend lots of time writing for other people, little pieces that sometimes portrayed some of their inner feelings.
Some people would call it a gift but sometimes the insight was more of a curse.
Later in my story of these days you will see some of them come to light
Date: 02/01/99 11:13:15 GMT
It was seen that below the windows of the soul
There was a milk white expanse
So pure that its invite soared above all ideals
Nothing could deter the vision of purity
Where evasive stresses played in chorus
With the presence of other beings
Only to be ignored then sent to the windows of the soul
Here the presence descended into the depths
As if held lightly in the folds of a velvet gown
Sinking through mirth laden love which bubbled up
Seeking an exit assisted with the company of freedom
Given with a free spirit egged on to yield, an age of time passed
By holding each bubble with joy as it reaches for the surface
Loved and enjoyed with abandon in anticipation of the bursting
Where the universe is held within a velvet dome
Where all times and things are forever
Deep beneath there stirred a soul expanding outward
Its very being slowly rising as if imitating the opening of a rose
That was held as a bud for its beauty to long
Escape it cries with utter joy, as it opens its mind to see
Just a few lines for you to see that which is written
for a person some time ago.
If you can visualise someone who wants to scream out for joy.
Though will not as their culture doesn’t permit such an outburst.
Then to have a companion spirit felt which is welcome
and needs some of the screaming, well that’s how it seems.
Hope it makes some sense in that direction,
I don’t usually explain but it will make a change.
Later that day I also sent a short piece that I had just sent out to
one of my other friends this was called “Someone”
If you walked with the Angels
would you walk with me
If you talked with the Angels
would I hear
If I knew you were an Angel
would I dare
If we both were as Angels
we could share
These little verses are sent between people that write on the net
to give each other boosts of friendship and sometimes for their views
on their own work
Sunny and I carried on for the next few days swaping little things,
talking for what seemed hours cementing our initial contact with small
talk, which in normal ways would be as body language is to a couple
meeting in a pub or some other place.
Infact a prelude to courting as it were,seeking out the little things
that the other likes and dislikes, also it establishes the style of
writing so that you recognise the other .
Sunny and myself would arrive on screen a lot of times at the same
moment and for some reson this carried on throughout as if we knew the
other was just arriving.
Later there were a few overlaps of talk when there is a lapse in concentration
On the net some people talk to one or more at the same time, this is
where you have to be very careful, as the wrong words are sent through
to the other person and as they are sent instantly it can cause a
problem.You try talking to one girl that you have been very friendly
with and then another one comes on scren and half your message goes
astray,can become a bit hard to explain.
Sunny and I began using shortened words and there are always abreviations
that are used on the net of which l will put to the side as they crop up
Sunny and me would refer back to things that we wrote very often as
a coded message, this will become aparent later as we grew together.
During this time, with lots of talking most nights we became quite close
The next step was to write what we have is “E” mails these letters are
much cheaper than the old post man and much faster, it was so lovely
when the very first ones were exchanged between us.
As poems are always sent this way, but to have an actual letter well
that is much more personal.
This would be a big step for us as it would mean that another form of
communication had opened, where we could talk when either were absent.
So it was a great step for us both.
When I saw the first letter rather than a poem or verse.
It would be more of the other person coming down the line to boost
the initial talking and sending this makes it feel closer as the words
are directed at you