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March 17th, 2004

the long road home @ 11:26 am

 
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From:(Anonymous)
Date:March 22nd, 2004 07:31 am (UTC)

Re: Welcome back to the US

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I can't believe I've actually connected with you. The Internet is so amazing. Instantly I've entered the life I've been watching from a distance. Never ceases to amaze me. Of course, you do put yourself out there, don't you?

I'm in San Francisco. And, no, I have no presense in cyberspace, aside from occasional words here and there. I'll occasionally enter a comment or conversation. I don't even recall how I found you, but it was definitely through some of your pics. Your writing and your thoughts intrigued me, and your life has retained my attention. Your seeming carefree existence leads me to dream; but there seems to be a prison in your liberty. It makes me so sad to know that some of your experiences are an American's life. It conflicts with my idea of what American's can be. But, of course, we can be anything we so desire.

The belly comment was intended to suggest that you are not that different from some of those who take you in, eat you up, and spit you out. Lonely people who rape you of your energy because they generate none of their own. And, stranger, I'm not sure that you generate enough anymore for you AND them. What would your life be like if the power and peace you gain from yoga were mostly for you? It seems that it is all done as recuperation rather than personal regeneration.

At any rate, how presumptuous of me to toss bombs of reflection and advice at you. I don't know you, and my comments are largely unsolicited. However, your openness to the world - the healthy and destructive - touch us all. All of man. I can only hope that you are able to tear the beauty you offer us from the clutches of the deadly. You walk a fine line.

As much as I've thought of attempting a physical connection with you, I will never do that. I seek no personal gain from you, dear stranger.

Guillermo





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