Written By: Anthony Douglas Gere
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Music Provided By: SEMusic
Artistry Selected By: Main Ad Centre
All Material is protected by law under the
licensing of mcwhorter management
marketing manufacturing 2005
Any unauthorized usage and or its likeness
is prohibited by law.
Darkness by Candle Light; Part Three (final)
By ADGere
As I imaginatively quote the principle author Hawthorne and tell you that, “families rise
and fall each and every day in this world”, I calmly rush to state, relay and continue that
statement in saying that the majority caught somewhere in the middle of this event,
stand and stay idle while watching this and things like this happen on a daily basis,
wondering when it will be their turn to move up or downward on and in the elevator of
life. Now I know that was a lot to say, read and absorb at one time, but I had to find a
genuine and unique way of welcoming you to the final chapter of the trilogy that was not
planned as it has been performed. As I continually write this theory right side up,
understand that I am now down unda, or on my way there wondering how things are on
the other side of the world. I am wondering if my perspective will change one hundred
and eighty degrees, my imagination turned inside out or the devil inside of me become
angelic like since I can now feel what I felt when I didn’t know it was a feeling inside of
me wanting to come out in actions. You see when I left the states the other day, it was
winter and now I am baking in the summer heat trying to stir up a little history with my
words. On the flight over here, someone from my crew joked that instead of flying in the
air for seventeen hours in a confined place, we should have constructed some type of
contraction that could elevate us in the air, keep us there and just wait for the earth to
rotate while we take in the sights and then place us down so we could then be placed
where we just flew to without flying. I know, don’t worry, we are getting him some help
after this meeting, but then again, the life of The Jetson’s is not too far away. Think
about it, things our parents and grandparents didn’t have that are now available to us
seemed far fetched a while back, so you never know, he might be on to something
(smile). But I enjoy traveling for the most part though and sometimes have thoughts I
wish I couldn’t think of or repeating in my mind when I think or say them. It’s not a form
of regret but more of a mental revision on whom and how I feel when I feel the things I
know are not real or meant to be thought of at certain times if I could control them.
You see I am gone from my comfort zone and doing my best to carry on without
bringing along too much luggage on this, my last professional trip. But as one of my
favorite vocalist states in one of my favorite songs, “It seems as though every which
or what ever way I turn, I keep running back to the very element that is allowing me
live in the one I am in without it”. It’s a sad but true scenario that my happiness is all
I can do to keep me from feeling the sadness I know is right around the corner,
waiting to greet me and remind me it is there. It is reality that in and on many
aspects, I’m about to break and holding things together by a string that is attached to
the yo-yo I am twirling around on my middle finger, wondering if I am spinning it or is
it actually spinning me. You see as I have stated in my previous theories under this
exact same title, I am at a significant loss of those very close to me. This feeling I
am having is formed under false precedence and I have lied to many people very
close to me. Some may say in a prejudice way or label and call it a “white lie” or
say I am in survival mode, but in my opinion, it is both harmful and helpful to a
cause much larger than myself. I have been deceptive and held in my hurt for the
sake of my family and friends, and now as you my viewer or reader, get to see me
in text as a broken man spilling his heart to you. Right now I am alone but not
lonely. I am alone and feeling the momentum of all that I have tried to forced to the
back, and allowing it to consume me as I know it has many other people feeling
the same way I do now. As I now look into the skies and talk to my grandmother
and uncle without moving my lips and let them know that I miss them deeply. I in
a way think a very larger reason I have never been married and distant in many of
my relationships in the past is because my only two loves in life had been business
and my grandmother. She basically fucked it up for every woman trying to enter into
my life, and set the standard and bar so dam high, I almost cursed the attempt in
anyone trying to love me like she did. But after she spoke with me on her death bed,
she told me to explore and venture out to find the woman that could make me into a
man, not just male or guy, and I to, will then know the meaning of true love. You see
this feeling I am having right now is more than I can feel and it’s not right to go through
such a loss. But within that lost, I have gained much more in relishing in the
memories they left me. You see now that they are gone; I feel this need to want for
more.
By ADGere
As I imaginatively quote the principle author Hawthorne and tell you that, “families rise
and fall each and every day in this world”, I calmly rush to state, relay and continue that
statement in saying that the majority caught somewhere in the middle of this event,
stand and stay idle while watching this and things like this happen on a daily basis,
wondering when it will be their turn to move up or downward on and in the elevator of
life. Now I know that was a lot to say, read and absorb at one time, but I had to find a
genuine and unique way of welcoming you to the final chapter of the trilogy that was not
planned as it has been performed. As I continually write this theory right side up,
understand that I am now down unda, or on my way there wondering how things are on
the other side of the world. I am wondering if my perspective will change one hundred
and eighty degrees, my imagination turned inside out or the devil inside of me become
angelic like since I can now feel what I felt when I didn’t know it was a feeling inside of
me wanting to come out in actions. You see when I left the states the other day, it was
winter and now I am baking in the summer heat trying to stir up a little history with my
words. On the flight over here, someone from my crew joked that instead of flying in the
air for seventeen hours in a confined place, we should have constructed some type of
contraction that could elevate us in the air, keep us there and just wait for the earth to
rotate while we take in the sights and then place us down so we could then be placed
where we just flew to without flying. I know, don’t worry, we are getting him some help
after this meeting, but then again, the life of The Jetson’s is not too far away. Think
about it, things our parents and grandparents didn’t have that are now available to us
seemed far fetched a while back, so you never know, he might be on to something
(smile). But I enjoy traveling for the most part though and sometimes have thoughts I
wish I couldn’t think of or repeating in my mind when I think or say them. It’s not a form
of regret but more of a mental revision on whom and how I feel when I feel the things I
know are not real or meant to be thought of at certain times if I could control them.
You see I am gone from my comfort zone and doing my best to carry on without
bringing along too much luggage on this, my last professional trip. But as one of my
favorite vocalist states in one of my favorite songs, “It seems as though every which
or what ever way I turn, I keep running back to the very element that is allowing me
live in the one I am in without it”. It’s a sad but true scenario that my happiness is all
I can do to keep me from feeling the sadness I know is right around the corner,
waiting to greet me and remind me it is there. It is reality that in and on many
aspects, I’m about to break and holding things together by a string that is attached to
the yo-yo I am twirling around on my middle finger, wondering if I am spinning it or is
it actually spinning me. You see as I have stated in my previous theories under this
exact same title, I am at a significant loss of those very close to me. This feeling I
am having is formed under false precedence and I have lied to many people very
close to me. Some may say in a prejudice way or label and call it a “white lie” or
say I am in survival mode, but in my opinion, it is both harmful and helpful to a
cause much larger than myself. I have been deceptive and held in my hurt for the
sake of my family and friends, and now as you my viewer or reader, get to see me
in text as a broken man spilling his heart to you. Right now I am alone but not
lonely. I am alone and feeling the momentum of all that I have tried to forced to the
back, and allowing it to consume me as I know it has many other people feeling
the same way I do now. As I now look into the skies and talk to my grandmother
and uncle without moving my lips and let them know that I miss them deeply. I in
a way think a very larger reason I have never been married and distant in many of
my relationships in the past is because my only two loves in life had been business
and my grandmother. She basically fucked it up for every woman trying to enter into
my life, and set the standard and bar so dam high, I almost cursed the attempt in
anyone trying to love me like she did. But after she spoke with me on her death bed,
she told me to explore and venture out to find the woman that could make me into a
man, not just male or guy, and I to, will then know the meaning of true love. You see
this feeling I am having right now is more than I can feel and it’s not right to go through
such a loss. But within that lost, I have gained much more in relishing in the
memories they left me. You see now that they are gone; I feel this need to want for
more.
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