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It's Possible Fool, Don't Be One!                                           Page 2
By Anthony Douglas Gere

So anyway, this is the letter I wrote, and hope it helps someone one day, when
they feel and felt the way I did, way back when. Thanks for joining me again, this
one is kinda short but potent, but long enough to display my level of passion for
my desire to love and be loved, unconditionally. So enjoy it, as I hope you also do,
the moment -

ADGere

My Dearest XXXXXX,  

I want you to honestly know something first and foremost, this, is by far, one of
the most passionate and more than likely, the bravest thing I have ever done or
HAD to do. Last night, well yesterday my dearest love, was incredible. It was like a
movie in many ways, because it seemed like every element in the world, came at
me in slow motion when I needed them to. I know you like watching reality
television, well, to me, there was no need to find the remote on this one, I was
center stage and don't need to Tivo or record this. After finalizing one of my last
big deals with people I truly trust and deserved to be there with me, we celebrated
in a hotel suite with tears in our eyes. We have all worked very long and hard, and
for some reasons, it was like the ultimate orgasm, between peers that have
intimately bonded for reasons beyond them. But this was not an orgasm, more
like a overly stimulating emotion. It was over, years of planning, sacrificing and
more, all finished, because we traveled this path, together. Now this path we
traveled, was not easy. There were times we fought, cried, argued and more, but
our foundation was strong, like I felt you and I were, when we start building it for
the future. So as I was driving home from The Fairmont in The City to change and
get ready to go work for free at the spot, I felt alone and surrounded at the same
time. All I could do is think of you not being there right by my side, and watching
the many cars fly past me, in a hurry to go where they felt they needed to be. All I
could do is remind myself why you are there in thought and not in my heart and
soul, and for whatever reason, where you were at, I hope you were doing
whatever you was doing, for reasons that could benefit us. Last night was a
culmination on why I do things, the results of them and my contribution towards
them. You know I told you before, when you told me about, "The Stable Thing", and
me, "The 3 Women Getting At Me", that when I turned them down, it wasn’t out of
obligation to you or our relationship. Yes I am faithful to you and us, but this time,
something happened inside of me, that I felt and now feel, you played a major part
in. When I refused or humbly decline to follow them to their house to wreck the
home we were building and living in, metaphorically, it was done with the
knowledge on where I have been, what I have seen and where I felt 100% positive,
in the direction I knew I could and needed to travel to be successful and happy.
What I am doing right now, in this moment, writing this to you, is way beyond the
feeling I had then when you didn’t let me finish explaining my reaction or invitation
from them to, join them. You instantly assumed, based on your imagination, past
or whatever, I was throwing something in terms of making you worry or wonder in
your face to boost my macho status or hide a insecurity inside of myself. . After
you realized you were completely way off on my comment, and that I was actually
telling you about this level of maturity I had personally reached and deeply proud
of, you then reflected on your patterns of the past, and maybe, the present, as
also in the choice of males, that would insult you like that with a weak ego
boosting statement that means nothing to a real man that adores his woman. I
say that example because this letter I am passionately writing to you is done out
of respect, honesty and something much more powerful and bigger than I am or
that moment. If you do anything in your life in my opinion, this letter here, is very
vital to you, me and others you may come in contact with, and those you don’t. As
the stream of salty tears coming down my face that is a tell-all on how I really feel
right now, it somewhat feels a bit normal in writing to you something like this, I
hope you do not speed read and deeply feel what I am saying from my soul and
heart, forever and a day.
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