Baby Brian has already been born. Baby Jesus is on his way down (for Russian and Ukrainian Orthodox the Christmas is on January, the 7th). Hundreds, thousands, millions of magi brought their gifts and their warmest wishes to baby Brian. I’m trying to catch up with the happy birthday procession whose tail I barely discern on the horizon. Breathless I finally reach the cradle presenting the newborn with a baby rattle. It’s only a piece of my gift. A trailer is a loud word to name my cinematic doing. Let’s say it’s a trailer. Hopefully I’ll post the rest on Saturday. All in all who says that birthday celebrations must last one day? I disagree. We disagree. However we all agree that joy MUST last. And we must do everything to make it last. The reason of my lateness is obvious and familiar to many people. There are shrinking things interfering in my life and other people’s lives I suppose. Such interference would be of minor importance if we didn’t come across people and life situations that made us expand. The overwhelming majority of people make me shrink. A few people make me expand. Marilyn Manson makes me expand. Please, don’t expand my words and don’t put the expanded words into my mouth. It’s the curse of using three-dimensional words along with the reference to Marilyn Manson. Happy birthday to our Dearest Mr.Manson!!!!! I wish him strong health, much love and more happiness. Many marvelous achievements.Continue expanding night after night, Mr.Manson. Expand in all possible dimensions (creative, spiritual). My Christmas goodnight wish. I hope the Fifth Horse of Apocalypse isn’t mankind. It’s Marilyn Manson. https://youtube/watch?v=a59JcQHJhaQ&feature=youtu.be
Posted on: Tue, 06 Jan 2015 15:37:41 +0000
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