“THE KNOCK ON MY DOOR” I climbed the highest mountain and scaled the tallest tree. I went 188 MPH in my 1968 440 “Super Bee, I found true love and happiness in my home based teacher way back in 1973. Though we loved each other ever so passionately, to this day I wonder why she could never stay forever with me. In flickers and flashes, I see, smell and feel her sitting on my bed ever so close to me. Her love and human touch, and hugs and kisses took all the emotional trauma of the hateful American girls my age in my Red Mill School room away from me. Then in 1974 that dreaded knock on the door, was not Ilean, but the Rensselaer Police coming to take her away from me. I never knew why, I only could cry, and look up at the crystal blue sky, as I pray that Jesus would reply and my teacher would once again knock on my door to say, “Dino, I will leave you no more.” But that special knock on my door, I heard no more, and from 74 my love was no more. So from this day on, the voices in my head, told me to prepare for “war,” as I may find true love and happiness no more, only when it comes my time to open Heaven’s door, will I find true love and happiness in Jesus, Holy Mary and God forever more. So, from 74 I learned to trust humans no more, only God, Jesus and Holy Mary will I open my soul’s door. It’s now 1994, I was tossed from woman to woman, but found none of them had the magic of my teacher in 74. So, I answered the knock on my door no more, for I now know the girls behind the door just want to hurt me once more, as God’s voice in my head says, “Dino answer you door no more.” As space-time pushed my destiny forward some more, hell it is now 2007 and a bit more. And I found true love and happiness with my counselors Jill and Margaret once more I even got a little more from beautiful women God blessed me with from far away and even some loved me in my bedroom and held my hand as we walked through my secret wilderness door. But even with the magic these few special women who gave me true love and happiness, and promised to do so forever more, I still wait for my teacher’s secret knock on my door, but then I hear God’s voice say, “Dino, I love you my ‘son,’ and in my arms you will suffer no more waiting for those knocks on your door, and with me you will see that you won’t have to say, ‘ I and me, only us and we’ forever more.”
Posted on: Tue, 22 Jul 2014 22:32:09 +0000
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