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PREAMBLE Here is my current life, from start to now, through the responses of an old wrestler. A lovely man. Mick Foley. Inferno Match. Sean Young. Fan-as-catch. (I think we have the same core. An' how. Fire to water, and water to fire, and I would swap those beats if my heart could switch from innate desire. More? And now..?) PART 1 The instant complaint of "fervor over feeling" - because you can't taste the rainbow if you're watching spinning ceilings. And yet he does. The "better" man. The "royale" with keeeeeds. He's like if Jeff Bridges was less and more of a bad ass all at once. First thing he does is remove his teeth. BALLER move, and THEN he mentions the Phenom - he knows he's sweet. Polka. Freedom. PART 2 "Those little ones". Teeth. He cares about the "little ones" as much as the others. He sees the point. It's not about working MSG (it's about being keen). PART 3 /3:10 I seem Autistic. I'm not. I just vibe with those who got similar things "Look at my collection of 73 rings. Take them all I collected each one for you" Before you were born How did I know? Past lives perhaps... the faintest hue. PART 4 Something coming..? If that's not true, I really don't care. You wrestled a bear? (I like it) PART 5 You WRESTLED A BEAR?!?!?!? :O I did that once, some years ago I tried to help. I had to go. Poor thing. Pet rat. Pink hair. I had to go. And go, I shall. And leave, I must. And fade, I will - but not turn to dust. Until the resurrection then!!! Until the next life!!!!!!! Until one of us becomes each other's wife!!!!!!!!!!!! more »