Monday, June 27, 2016
RULES WERE MADE TO BE BROKEN, AND GETTING STARTED.
AND IF SO, SHOULD ONE WRITE OUT THE OLD BEN FRANKLIN SALES LIST, ITEMIZING THE PROS VS THE CONS, BEFORE YOU TAKE ACTION OF COURSE.
NOW, SHOULD I SLEEP WITH A MARRIED MAN SHARING MUTUAL ATTRACTION?
FIRST, IS HE TRULY MARRIED. ALWAYS LOOK AT HIS FOURTH FINGER LEFT HAND, ALSO IF HE'S TAN AND YOU DON'T SEE A RING, LOOK FOR THE RING OUTLINE.
IS IT WORTH JEAPORDIZING MY OWN INTEGRITY FOR A ROMP IN THE SACK WHICH MAY NOT BE SEXUALLY FULFILLING ANYWAY?
HOW PERSISTENT IS HE?
IF HE'S VERY PERSISTENT HE'S TRYING TO HARD, WHY? HE MAY NOT BE A GENTLEMAN AND IS ACTUALLY PARTICIPATING IN GENDER WAR FARE.
IF HE'S JUST TESTING YOU, AND THERE IS A TRULY MUTUAL ATTRACTION IT'S ALLRIGHT TO FLIRT, AND IT LATER CAN HAVE A PAY OFF FOR YOUR TRUE PARTNER, BE IT WIFE AND OR FRIEND, OR HOPEFULLY BOTH IN ONE PACKAGE.
IT'S AMAZING WHAT A SIMPLE NATURAL SMILE CAN DO BOOSTING YOUR OWN SELF ESTEEM AS WELL AS ATTRACTING SOMONE WHO YOU MAY WIND UP SPENDING ALOT OF PLEASURABLE TIME WITH.
I RECALL HAVING A CONVERSATION WITH A FEMALE FRIEND OF MINE WHO BECAME ANNOYED WITH ME BECAUSE I TOLD HER THAT IF I HAD SEEN HER HUSBAND WITH ANOTHER WOMAN THAT I WOULD NOT TELL HER.
I HAD ASKED HER WHAT WOULD BE THE POINT, PERHAPS IT WAS TOTALLY INNOCENT, I MEAN I DIDN'T SEE THEM DOING THE DEED, IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN WHICH I'M SURE YOU DO, YET, I COULD TELL THAT SHE WAS ANNOYED BY MY ANSWER, FEELING BETRAYED.
THIS OF COURSE WAS IN THE TIME WHEN WIVES COULD SUE HUSBANDS FOR MILLIONS FOR THE LEAST TRIVIAL THING, BUT OF COURSE THIS COULD HAVE BEEN A MEANS OF AT LEAST THREE INDIVIDUALS RECEIVING A WINDFALL FOR PLAYING THEIR SPECIFIC ROLES OF MATRIMONY.
AND LET US NOT FORGET ALL THE ANCILLARY INCOME, THE SALE OF THE HOME, GOOD FOR THE REALTOR OF COURSE, THE PLAINTIFF'S AND THE DEFENDANT'S ATTORNEYS, AND THEIR SECRETARYS, ACCOUNTANTS, POSSIBLE PUBLICISTS, AND THE TRAVEL INVOLVED, PARTICULARLY IF BOTH INDIVIDUALS WERE HIGH PROFILE...AGAIN, THIS DOES HARKEN BACK OF THE MAKING OF AN UNREAL WORLD.
SO WHAT HAPPENS TO THOSE PLAY EMOTIONS THAT AREN'T REAL? DO YOU BECOME A TRUE VICTIM WITH YOUR GENUINE EMOTIONS, PUTTING THEM ON ICE, NEVER TO SEE THE LIGHT OF DAY EVER AGAIN. AND IF SO, HOW LONG WOULD IT TAKE FOR YOU TO MAKE THE TRANSITION BACK INTO THE TANGIBLE REAL WORLD. WHERE PLAY ACTING WITH YOUR LIFE, IS A GREAT DEPARTURE FOR AN ACTRESS AND ACTOR FOR THEIR PROFESSION, BUT ONE THAT IN REAL LIFE HAS SUCH A GREATER PAY OFF THAN THE PROFESSIONAL CRAFTSPERSON WHO ONLY BECOMES GOOD AT HIS CHOSEN CAREER BECAUSE THEY HAVE THE REAL EMOTIONS STORED AND KNOW WHERE TO REACH IN, AND GET THEM TO USE, TO INGRATIATE AND HONOR THEIR CHOSEN PROFESSION.
OF COURSE, ACTING IS TAKING ACTION, AND IN THAT REGARD WE ARE ALL ACTORS. WE MUST GET UP IN THE MORNING, BRUSH OUR TEETH, SHOWER, FEED YOUR PET, FOR ME IT WOULD BE A TURTLE, VERY LITTLE UP KEEP THERE, AND PROCEED, ABOUT WHAT IS GOING TO EARN YOU A MORE THAN ADEQUATE LIVING, SOMETHING THAT YOU'VE THOUGHT ABOUT AS LONG AS YOU COULD REMEMBER, BUT HAD NOT DARE SPEAK OF IT TO ANYONE, EXCEPT PERHAPS GOD, IF YOU ARE A BELIEVER, WHICH I AM.
AND ONE EVENING WHEN YOU RETURN FROM THE JOB THAT GIVES YOU A MUNDANE LIVING AND IS SUCKING OUT ALL THE GOOD WITHIN YOU, LEAVING VERY LITTLE IF ANYTHING LEFT, YOU GATHER THE COURAGE TO SAY, "I QUIT! I'M NOT GOING BACK!"
AND YOU FOLLOW THROUGH, LETTING THE ALARM CLOCK RING THE NEXT MORNING UNTIL IT FINALLY STOPS ON ITS OWN, AND YOU SMILE, TURNING ON YOUR SIDE, EYES OPEN, LYING PERFECTLY STILL THINKING ABOUT HOW YOU'RE GOING TO START THE BOOK THAT'S BEEN INSIDE OF YOU, STORED AWAY UNTIL NOW.
YOU KNOW THE STORY WELL...FOR IT IS THE STORY THAT IS TRUE. IT IS THE STORY OF YOUR PARENTS, YOUR FAMILY, AND OF COURSE, YOU...YOU! THAT PART IS GOING TO BE THE MOST DIFFICULT TO WRITE, BUT YOU HAVE YET TO DISCOVER THAT AND BY THE TIME YOU DO, YOU'LL BE A GOOD ENOUGH WRITER TO BE ABLE TO PULL IT OFF.
YOU JUMP OUT OF BED WITH RENEWED ENERGY, STILL SMILING, TAKE A QUICK SHOWER, AND PUSH YOUR HEAD THROUGH THE LARGEST HOLE OF THE CLEAN, TORN T SHIRT, AND AFTER, STEP IN TO YOUR STRIPED BRIEFS, AND QUICKLY HEAD TO THE KITCHEN TABLE, BAREFOOT, WHERE THE NIGHT BEFORE, YOU HAD LEFT YOUR PAD AND PENCIL...AND THEY'RE STILL THERE.
AND YOU PROCEED ON YOUR NEW LIFE'S JOURNEY AS A TRUE WRITER...AND YOU START..."WHEN I WAS JUST A BOY"...AND SO IT GOES...AND TIME DISAPPEARS AND YOU'RE NOT AWARE THAT IT IS NOW NIGHT AND YOU HEAR THE CHIRPING OF A BIRD THAT SEEMS TO BE SAYING, "GOOD WORK" AND YOU LIFT YOUR HEAD AND YOU CANNOT REMEMBER HOW LONG IT'S BEEN SINCE YOU'VE BEEN THIS HAPPY...AND YOU WHISPER, "THANK YOU". YOUR HEAD INVOLUNTARILY HANGS, AND YOU BEGIN GENTLY SOBBING TEARS OF JOY, FEELING FREE FOR THE FIRST TIME THAT YOU CAN REMEMBER.
(C)COPYRIGHTED BY GWEN MITCHELL ON JUNE 27TH, 2016 AT 1:52 PM, AT THE WEST HOLLYWOOD PUBLIC LIBRARY, 90069, USA.
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