Friday, January 31, 2020

In the Persian Gulf during the Iranian Hostage Crisis. Standing on the flight deck early one morning looking out at the Indian Ocean is probably the most spectacular sight I've ever seen. Every direction I looked. The Ocean faded into the horizon.

Love is admiration on the cloud of an eternal breeze. Eyes always looking upward in hopes of riding and floating in that beautiful stream of consciousness. Colors everywhere. Never too much. Whispers, kisses, more whispers more kisses🀸✨πŸ‘«πŸŒœ


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I was sitting here thinking about you. I was wondering who you are. What you're about. Seriously. I was also thinking yeah I'm out of state and you're out of reach.  I wasn't going to bother you anymore.   I was in California in the late 70s and 1980. Alameda and San Diego. Didn't care much for the bay area.  Loved San Diego. Had a couple of shipmates from LA.

 In the Persian Gulf during the Iranian Hostage Crisis.  Standing on the flight deck early one morning looking out at the Indian Ocean is probably the most spectacular sight I've ever seen. Every direction I looked. The Ocean faded into the horizon.
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Joel, in Atlanta, GA, have family there, have not seen in decades, have talked about going there, have to check the dates, and the cash on hand, to toss away on good times, and family affairs.  

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Have been out of my mind for so long, having a hard time with the updates on my journals, and expanding and growing. Marching forward to madness, magic, and money. Cheers, to the new face, new front, to create by oceans of dreams. 
61 years old, how tall did you say you were, and when did you lose your wife, pen to paper, history to note, ways to grow, ways to see the light, thanks for the moments shared. In A Word...
Endless possibilities.You are eternal. Your love, Your soul, will never die. The Meaning of Life = the Evolution of the Soul!“Life changing repentance starts where blame shifting ends. Blame shifting might make you feel good but it won't change you. W4M. Once again god didn't answer my prayers. Another fun day locked away.. works for me.. safest place to be.. curled up in my bed .watching TV.. surfing the net.. doing a project and whatever else I doin my room.

 Torrence and Fairfax.  Spent a few weekends with them showing me around.  Experienced a midnight showing of the Rocky Horror Picture Show in Hollywood.  Santa Monica Beach, etc.  Spent my time in an oil lab on board the USS Coral Sea CV 43. Westpac 77. Westpac 79-80. Port of calls in: Pearl Harbor, Pusan, Yokosuka, Subic Bay, Pattaya Beach, Singapore.

 In the Persian Gulf during the Iranian Hostage Crisis.  Standing on the flight deck early one morning looking out at the Indian Ocean is probably the most spectacular sight I've ever seen. Every direction I looked. The Ocean faded into the horizon.

 It was slick as glass. Emerald green.The silence. The air was so calm it was almost a supernatural experience.  Lol. I won't ever forget it. That morning is etched in my brain as if it were this morning.   You're a veteran?  Thanks for your service.  PTSD. Sorry to hear that. Don't know what else I can say.   Hope you find who you're looking for.  Best wishes.   Take care mysterious lady.  Joel I'm Atlanta born and raised.

Joel, in Atlanta, GA, have family there, have not seen in decades, have talked about going there, have to check the dates, and the cash on hand, to toss away on good times, and family affairs.  Have been out of my mind for so long, having a hard time with the updates on my journals, and expanding and growing. Marching forward to madness, magic, and money. Cheers, to the new face, new front, to create by oceans of dreams.

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