
I Sometimes Wonder …… Page 2
By Anthony Douglas Gere
I am wondering are they fact or fiction, real or fake, what I think or what I don’t.
Did they become who they are by following and writing the unwritten rules on
dating, or some other way not known by others. I am even thinking this is a set-
up, and for some reason, I was meant to see what I seen, just like you seeing this
at this time of your life. But I seriously have now and had so many questions I
want and wanted to ask them, because on the surface from the depths I am
standing and speaking to them, I feel that maybe they learned something a bit
more earlier than me in their lives, which is okay. But if so and they did, can they
teach me now and what the price is for admission, because I think and now
know, I can now afford it in more ways than just money. I am now available, and I
mean that in the terms of being open to love and what it means to be lucky
enough to even have a real and true chance of feeling or even being touched by
it. I am wondering how long they dated, were they still seeking other options
while limiting their choices to the one they made. I wanna know if they swayed
away from whom they both are, to only be drawn back by this force that taught
them the lessons on life. Have the many lessons on and of life, prepared and
applied to them in a very unique way, ways to handle whatever happens when
they faced it. If they had fights, battles, manipulative moments, struggles and
make up to break up episodes that rival the many civil wars we all have daily in
trying to get where they are seemingly at. Have or did they bypass "the go being
sneaky" phase. Did they meet up with the animal called, "deception". Have they
always been open and honest, and fought through a lie to find the real truth? Did
they finally see that in the eyes of its reason for existing, marriage is a ceremony
and celebration for life? Their life, their mates life and beyond what they can not
yet see for themselves, but have seen through the lives of others. Man, if I would
have only asked them one of these questions at this birth of marriage between
me and them just meeting, they would have been into some real serious shit! I
would have taken them so long and far on this road of questions, that they would
have forgotten why they traveled with me in the first place and now questioning,
is this what I signed up for in meeting this crazy mother-fucka with his theories
of freakin’ thoughts? Seriously, I would have ruined their day and evening, but
maybe help better their perspective on marriage later on if I had start asking
them about things the way I really wanted and needed to know. Things that really
and literally, had nothing to do with them, but what they are doing and represent
to me. They would have been floating mindlessly up "Da Nile" river, because with
what I have seen in my lifetime of thirty odd years and counting, I would recycle
my information with and at them, and at and with me through them. I would have
done it with a massive force to give and receive what ever comes my way once
the moments meshed and was over. Because everything on what they are about
to do that I represent in my mind whenever I am blessed to do it, is showing its
self to me again via these two lovely people in front of me. And I don’t mean ruin
their day or moment as in ruining it in a bad way, but a dream style reality of all of
the nightmares we call invisible and visible scars, when we select the things we
do when looking back on them later. I am wondering if he was more
concentrating on her shapely figure, bank account figure, did he figure anything
or if her FICA was in better shape than her "Seven" Jeans from the back, when
he asked her to marry him and what he also has to represent in the same way? I
am wondering if they lustfully love each other as a way of taking on the world as
one, as they continue to grow as individuals or something much less or far from
my definition. I am wondering if each of them before they met each other, seen
an image of them in their mind. Who do they pattern their likeness to in their own
lives? Who was their influence, who inspired them and whom did they fear of
becoming? If each when masturbating at some significant time of their life in
building the mate they lust for in every cosmetic way in utopia in a imaginary
world, was the other what they thought they would be in the flesh in and on this
world. If they were at some time or are the same person or image they imagined.
What was on and off in your selection when you cashed in your vote in this
ultimate election of beings. Was it height, skin tone, race, age, battle plan on life,
sex, money and more. What did they settle on, compromised, was shocked to
find better or worse, and the other way around. I am wondering when they
reached that pinnacle of that orgasm, was what they seen then, who is in front of
them reflecting that image for them to see and become part of. If they realize that
what they are committing to, says to me and my definition, that all of the bullshit
is over, and this is who each other is, will be with or without them, and a part.
Where all of the lies are gone by the truth and how you define it. Man, if this is
what they have in each other and if this is the love my grandmother always told
me to find, then like Wyclef and Mary J. say, "Someone Please Call 911!".
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