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I Wish I Was A Kite

I wish I could take flight
Into clouds fluffy white
Exercising my ability
To defy magnetic gravity
No longer held and bound
By trappings of the ground
Much, much better
Than solid terra-firma

4 replies on “I Wish I Was A Kite”

You are a genius, Michael. Amazing. Thank you.

How are things with you Michael? I know you are always being very creative, what about the rest of your life? You don’t seem to join the others for meals out any more.

Is Sharon still with you or has she found somewhere else to live?

Patrick is currently in Italy. He started in Florence, is heading for Assisi and then on to Rome. Approximately 500 kms. This time he is walking with a friend, which is good company for him.

Meanwhile, I keep busy with my normal activities. I see Nemone quite a lot, both at the gym and otherwise. On Saturday we shall be doing our monthly voluntary work at the Food Bank
in New Addington.

Bye for now. Yvonne x

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I appreciate your observations, Yvonne. If only more people were like you, and acted accordingly, issues would be resolved.

When I encounter certain categories of people, I have bad experiences after — even a nightmare. One person said, and I paraphrase, “Keep away”.

Sharon is no longer with me anymore. I helped her move to a house that is shared by other women and the landlord. Missed her for a day or two. However, you are so right: I do need my space. By God’s design, I am at my best within intimate relationships.

Patrick is a great advert for Catholicism — even his genes and biological/physiological makeup agree.

Normal activities promotes health, naturally. My normal activities will include applying to Oxford University to read music at doctoral, again. The music department phoned my mobile twice but mentioned a different name. (?) May call them back at some stage.

I have just been having a WhatsApp chat about AI and music. Will need to ask one or two for prayer regarding a possible future career.

Best,

Michael

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