Letters




Words lined up in a row, indented to certain people of importance in Texas, and now you can read as well




torsdag den 26. december 2013

World Return 2 Innocence


 

Greetings in peace, greetings for friends greetings to Texas (smiles can’t help it just have to type:”even to Texans”) greetings to people, greetings to alien, alien likes me indeed greetings of love to entire planet of earth.

 

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Gentlemen, truthfully it is for me serious days!!

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There is this lady; I think she is all colleagues favorite lady to visit.

And I will post some of the phrases I recall – different people visiting her.

 

A colleague entering the room we use eating our lunch, and for brakes in general. Her smile was a bit different than usual and her eyes glittery with sparkles.  And she told she just visit, well let´s call her Mona Lisa.

 

You have to understand, when Mona Lisa is speaking, she is speaking in a serious tone, and her voice sounds as it is very natural for all of us to express whatever she might expresses.

 

And her eyes, twinkling huge stars, one can hardly imagine.

 

Anyway this is what colleague told.

 

“Oh I am so sorry for you” serious her voice and the colleague tad confused asking why she was that.

 

“Oh dear you are so wrinkled in your face, it is such a shame”

 

At this point I have to admit I don’t remember the precise age Mona Lisa has reached, but for sure one have to multiplier wrinkles at collogue several times to end up in formations alike Mona Lisa.

 

Afterwards Mona Lisa is giving a long glance, as if she have to be sure that message is received as it is meant to be – “A reason for both to find forth a smile from heart, and perhaps even a laughter”

 

Another girl fills in with adding this:

 

“Yup, and yesterday, she tapped on me with a finger, asking why the heck my stomach were as big as it was, and with a gentle smile she added a perhaps a pregnancy”

 

 

One day it was my try there, that day there were 2 of us, and at that time I were still wearing a scarf to cover my hair and out she plundered, directed to the collogue of mine:

“Why is she wearing a scarf?”

 

Smiling colleague cautious: “being a bit cold today, she might wearing to warm her ears”

 

“I don´t like her wearing a red scarf, I am mourning because husband of mine is dead” is the words from Mona Lisa.

 

The colleague and I looking amazed at each other, and a moment of hesitation, looking at the lady.

 

We did not reach to utter any words before she went on:

“I am mourning because husband of mine died 30 years ago”

 

At this point of time I am trying to hide my laughter a bit…!

 

Colleague is about warming a dish for her lunch; she is at an age not familiar with micro waves – even we have tried to convince her it is not that dangerous for her to use it herself. And as I am still fighting my laughter, I hear “yes and you use this button and you do this and then that – and then you can use your finger to feel if your food is ready to eat”

 

Very serious Mona Lisa: “but if it is hot I can burn my finger” colleague nodding. And Mona Lisa went on:”Better you do it then”

 

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This day I enter her home, this day is different. As I touch her arm that she can feel just how cold my fingers are I noticed she can´t recognize me.    

 

For some time I decided not to cover hair anymore. I got to a clearance in this, and has now left religion totally……well friends, as far as I know at this point. One thing I know for sure – if there is anything left, it will be pointed out to me – one way or another!

 

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Then she realized it was me asking : “Is it Lone, the daughter of the blacksmith” At the time as child she lived in the area my father came to her home as blacksmith, and now and then he brought his youngest daughter – me!

 

Topic of today, she asked where my siblings lived.

And one by one we had each of them connected in name and where each of them was living.

 

An elderly lady and we were enjoying a coffee together this day. She were a bit sad she did not have any sisters or brothers to pay her a visit now and then. Therefore she liked to know about the situation of ours – all us children just had to have a marvelous time together she imagined.

 

Most of the time during work I am very cautious and avoids the sphere of myself, but this is different and entire day were totally different too.

 

At the time I were about ready to leave her – she uttered “you and I can be sisters Lone. I can be your sister, you can be my sister, and then you can visit me as often you like”

 

Gentlemen, with her words she totally surrounds heart with a deep warm feeling. How nice a day it became folks.

 

And specially because few days before, as arriving in the morning, I were told to go to the leader.

 

Second day in January, according calendar of the world, a the new month, the new year I am to work in another city, and instead of morning shift it now has to be evening shift.

 

Not as many citizens as usual needs our expertise, some have moved, some began using private company instead of us which is governmental affair, and quite a huge number has died lately.

 

 

 

As everything else in the Universe, tenderness of dualism – there is a cycle in the period of time us being wandering pondering planet earth and not doing so – and gentlemen this issue is not for now, it is for another time and another letter.

 

One had to leave work and leader figured it was a good idea that one me to be! I was the person living closest to the new place.

 

PEEEEW

Gentlemen days are totally rough, one gets to love the people one visit in a more or less regular base!

 

And then there is the chapter called colleagues!!

 

PEEEEW

 

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As I am typing to you, friends, I am listening to U2B – tune of Enigma is smoothly rolling towards my ears, as I am glad because the Almighty Creator offers me this new working situation.

 

 

 

"Return To Innocence"




That's not the beginning of the end
That's the return to yourself
The return to innocence
Love - Devotion
Feeling - Emotion
Love - Devotion
Feeling - Emotion
Don't be afraid to be weak
Don't be too proud to be strong
Just look into your heart my friend
That will be the return to yourself
The return to innocence
If you want, then start to laugh
If you must, then start to cry
Be yourself don't hide
Just believe in destiny
Don't care what people say
Just follow your own way
Don't give up and use the chance
To return to innocence
That's not the beginning of the end
That's the return to yourself
The return to innocence
Don't care what people say
Follow just your own way Follow just your own way
Don't give up, don't give up
To return, to return to innocence.
If you want then laugh
If you must then cry
Be yourself don't hide
Just believe in destiny.


And you bet I am screaming a proper sound out in the entire house!!


What I think, I create
What I feel, I attract
What I imagine, I become

 

Our beloved Almighty Creator gives us all what we in our hearts desire and asks for.

 

Let´s return to innocence – huge hug – and let´s celebrate Shabbat in a proper way – with our Almighty Creator. Smiles and a word pop in the misty sphere of mind – we can call ourselves for: “Designers squad” ……….sigh Lone you just mentioned the word “proper” and I tunes into the return of innocence again!

 

Well let´s Shabbat!

 

Shabbat Shalom friendly friends!

 

Lone

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