Gratitude
Dear Reader,
Last night I had a dream where it was made clear to me to
mention my gratitude for the attention I received for this blog...
so reader here it goes
thank you for your time and attention you gave to my blog..
I am grateful for your attention...
just in case if we had a bad communication on this front..
yes..reader I always mention, our relation is always a loose connection...and it flows two ways but
not in terms of opinion wise from you guys...the only thing you can do is to either to read or not to read
sometimes you may not agree on what I say here in the blog
that is ok...we don't need to agree on all opinions...and I don't have any expectations for you to give attention to my blog at all times
reader when you have regular readers who read you daily and all of a sudden they disappear
you worry about them and as the writer you feel responsible for their good being
and here I am not talking about readers whom come in a rush in large numbers and disappear all of a sudden
because that is a sudden attention...its ok...
but when people read you daily for months and if they disappear
that kind if thing bugs you...
see reader regardless how we are keeping our communication to a minimum
we grow a bond by just writing and reading...and just by giving attention (1)
and not giving attention (0)
you are also part of this blog and your unseen influence is recorded in the history through the creations...
I am sorry if the things I said to you did not aligned well with you
but it is what I think and sorry I don't have to mold into your thought patterns
this is what I think and if you are not ok with it that is ok!
thanks for the attention you provided until now... and goodbye for leaving.
in short regular reader this would probably be a terrible translation
Ich hoffe, es geht dir gut! Ich habe mir Sorgen um dich gemacht. Es ist in Ordnung, wenn du aufhörst, den Blog zu lesen, und ich wünsche dir alles Gute, auch wenn ich nicht einmal eine Ahnung habe, wer du bist!
tonight we will have the regular special celebration and..
plus the story of pygmalion !
floating realms of existence, crowning the mind's unthought reality
until it found binds are shackled to mediocracy
walls are veiled around your hearts buried audacity
Sovereignty is hidden in the one last move of sincerity
King H. Ironson
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