“YEAH – I LOVE YOU!”
HE SAYS IN FRONT OF FRIENDS!
8/23/14 RASA JOURNAL OF LOVE WITH JEFF
DO MEN LIE? YES, THEY DO – WHEN THEY ARE TRYING TO GET INTO YOUR PANTS OR PLAYING YOU.
BUT HE WAS ALREADY IN MY PANTS WHEN HE SAID,
“I WANT TO MARRY YOU”
TWICE…….
LOVE AT HAND – WE ARE COMING CLOSER TO ITS FULFILLMENT ON EARTH EVERY DAY – WE ARE UNITED IN THE HEAVENLY REALM FOREVER, ‘TILL DEATH DO US PART
I AM STANDING NEXT TO HIM – THE SECOND TIME HE DID NOT RUN WHILE I APPROACHED HIM IN PUBLIC, HE’S ACTUALLY TALKING TO ME AND THREE MALE FRIENDS ON HIS LEFT. AN ANGEL TOLD ME NEXT TIME WE WERE TOGETHER IN PUBLIC, CARESS HIM, HOLD HIS HAND, KISS HIM, TOUCH HIM. I AM CARESSING HIS FACE AND GOT MY HAND ON THE SKIN OF HIS BACK (FIRST TIME IN PUBLIC, TOUCHING HIM…WAS SCARED AS THOUGHT HE MIGHT RUN AWAY)
WHEN HE SAW ME HE WOULD GET NERVOUS, IN AWE I WAS TOLD. I HAD TO WATCH HIM CALM HIS NERVES WHERE WE COULD SPEAK TO EACH OTHER AT THE CLUBS. AT FIRST, IT WAS DIFFICULT, BUT AFTER A FEW WEEKS, IT WORKED. AUGUST 15 WAS THE FIRST TIME HE CONVERSED WITH ME AT THE CLUB (FOR MORE THAN A COUPLE SENTENCES.) WE SPOKE 20 MINUTES ABOUT MODELING, LIFESTYLE, OUR LIVES.
HE DOES THE “WILD MAN DANCE,” A COUPLE MINUTES, EVEN JUMPS ON MY TOE. I MUST MOVE OUT OF THE WAY. CALMING DOWN, BACK TO TALKING ABOUT THE PICS I TOOK – PRESENTING PRINTS TO HIM AND FRIENDS AND IF HE CAN COME TO MY PLACE. NOW HE TALKS ABOUT MOM AND HOW HE MUST GO HOME BECAUSE,
“SHE LOVES ME.”
TO WHICH I SAY,
“SHE IS NOT THE ONLY ONE.”
HE GRINS AND EXCLAIMS,
“YEAH, I KNOW, I KNOW!”
I ADD,
“AND I THINK YOU LOVE ME TOO.”
AFTERTHOUGHT, “SHOULD I HAVE SAID THAT”?
HE PROJECTS HIS FACE AND VOICE TOWARD HIS THREE FRIENDS AND PROCLAIMS IN A LOUD VOICE,
“YEAH, I LOVE YOU!”
SECOND CHAPTER WRAPPED UP… TO BE CONTINUED
GURU RASA, 8/23/14
PEOPLE DID NOT SEE HIM AS I SAW HIM – THE FOLKS ON THE STREET, IN CLUBS. ONLY THE EDUCATED ONES, ARTISTS, EXPERIENCED, SAW HIS MAGNIFICENCE. WHAT DO YOU EXPECT? THE AVERAGE PERSON ON THE STREET SEES BEETHOVEN AS A FLOP, THEY THINK POPULAR MUSIC IS GREAT – THAT’S ALL THEY KNOW. CHALK IT UP TO LACK OF TASTE, DISCERNMENT, ABILITY TO MAKE JUDGEMENT. THEIR EYES ARE NOT EDUCATED, MINE ARE; MY MATURE, ARTISTIC FRIENDS ALL SAY HE IS FAR ABOVE THE OTHER GUYS. IT SEEMS OBVIOUS TO US, BUT THE UNSCHOOLED DON’T SEE IT. ON THE STREET AND CLUBS THEY DON’T SEE IT AT ALL, HE’S JUST ONE OF THEIR HOMIES, NOT ONE OF THE MOST BEAUTIFUL MEN ON EARTH.
HIS FACE IS A WORK OF ART, THE EYES, OH THE EYES, ALMOND SHAPED. I HAD FORGOTTEN THAT ASPECT WHICH STOOD OUT SO GLARINGLY THE NIGHT I MET HIM THREE YEARS AGO.
