PARISIAN HAAL

Feeling lonely in the midst of everything. Carried the mountain spirit with me to the very downtown where all the lights are roaring for attention. Feeling sad in the midst of all the clubs and night life. Want to just take a walk over the bridge. Stand in silence. Just listen to yourself. Treat yourself to a healing and use your partner's breath for going deeper inside. Now you are assured you are sustained, and thus feel safe to wonder inside yourself. With every breath, with every layer that is peeled, with every veil that is lifted, you will find a different H waiting for you. Some will be shy, another one open, conservative, happy, firey, coward, weak, strong, caring, agressive...... Like cards. Everyone knows her turn very well. Play very well. Professional. Knows you inside out. Will always want to keep you under their spill and control. Doesnt want to show you the real face of yourself. It is all illusion. You are an illusion. You don't exist in the first place. Who am I? I have no clue. Really. No clue. Just a replica of something very vague.....

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Anonymous said…
Here is a suggestion go and get yourself checked in the Bicêtre hospital and ask for Doctor Pinel, Philippe. You will have to use your rewind memory immagination because he died in 1826.

Like you Pinel decided to virtually apprenticed himself to that unschooled but experienced custodian of the insane. The most important thing is to never bring the name Z. in this whole process.

I promise you healing from the first layer.
5/30/2005 02:48:00 am
haal said…
Hilarious. Very funny. Thanks. I will sure consider it only to finally meet you there.

How are now? Getting better? allah yeshfeeke ins'allah. elshafee howa allah. la taqnatee min rahmet allah. hayyyyy!!
5/30/2005 04:56:00 am
Mohamed said…
Seems that Anonymous is a Bionic woman or a Superman who gets her/his power from putting others down, while hiding her/his problems behind anonymity.
5/30/2005 10:52:00 am
haal said…
No putting down. Anonymous is just a little sick that's it. Needs some care and attention. Will give anonymous what he/she wants.

Ok, ya Amoura....
5/30/2005 11:00:00 am
Anonymous said…
what if anonymous didnt get any better? how patient will you be? lol!
5/30/2005 01:47:00 pm
haal said…
As long as I am enjoying her sick comments I suppose!
5/30/2005 02:33:00 pm
The Sandmonkey said…
Just a copy of a copy of a copy...
5/30/2005 07:36:00 pm
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