i also can hear you
This is certainly a very sad little society you have gathered here, Allen, to
talk about me as if I don't exist.
Only because I don't like computers does not mean I cannot
use them when I need.
I am myself at my home and I decide to search on the Internet for Allen and
there you are, discussing me.
Hello, I can discuss also!
How it is very amusing that your friends tell you many of the same ideas that I tell you. Your fears of politics and and of love are the same fears. As false as your American party political conventions ---- like a dreary game show --- a great amount of smiling,
but no point.
Allen you have written here a "reality show" of love with "reality people" like character Allen and like
character me. Oh! Now it is time for a commercial!
Allens Friends, I address you now. Especially Rob, who tried to prevent Allen against writing about me in public in your glog. You are good friends to Allen, all of you! Your advice is generally good advice. Beverly, I want to meet you especially. You are intelligent and kind.
But really Allen, you talk about me as if I do exist . . . though, as if I exist
too much. A "gi-normous" (word that you taught me) Liselot, much too big for this life, for this world. You must climb this gi-normous Liselot like a mountain climb champion in order to love me . . . or put a flag on me. Which do you want? This Liselot is woman-size, body and blood,
for real.
I want to say
goodbye to you Allen, but not in this place, in this moment. Only I thought to let the readers of Rob's blog know that
Yes, Hello, Liselot is a real person, with real emotions, and a real loving feeling began to grow for Allen until I read him treat me like a schoolboy love in public on the internet.
Si tu m'aime tant . . .
show me some "reality."
Posted by liselot at August 4, 2004 05:20 PM