Subject: Date: From: To:   to Cherry (again) --- 'correspondences' Sun, 24 Dec 2000 04:39:47 +0100 user22 <silva@psi5.com> laser@*****.***

Dear Cherry,  seems like I'm faster in writing than you in reading. :) I'm joking with some magical double meanings (wasn't it Reading where you live?). I know that unfortunately some technical artifical stuff between us isn't working as it should. I want to be with you directly. However, I hardly can wait for some eMail replies from you.  I consider our situation to be highly magic and meaningfull as long as I can see symbols that seem to correspond with facts. Things that seem to happen accidentally but don't. I detected at least three today.  One is, the quality of the phoneline corresponds to the quality of my understanding of your speech. I really miss to see your body language and face expressions, which I can get much more out of than from just hearing your words. I need your whole naturality to feel well when talking to you.  An other is the sometimes not working technical artifical stuff between us that seems to correspond to your behaviour of acting cool sometimes. I dont't know why you do that (maybe it's because of your parents or because you want to appear older?, please tell me!!!). I don't even know if you understand what I'm thinking of when I use the words 'acting cool'. I'll try to give you a sign next time I think you do, because _when_ you do, you appear to me like everything is the same for you, even me. And that hurts me. I think when you do this, you don't show your real self, which I consider to be very sensible. Just like every real self is very sensible AND also full of _strenght_, like a child, like maybe your little cousin. Once more I need ya beeing naturally, giving all emotions a spontaneous expression. That's really a point where _I_ can learn from _YOU_, because you are so much younger. And this is also a reason why I like you beeing that young!!! You definitly do not need to act for me. That would just send me off the road of understanding and hurt me, ok? [thinkig of the recent car accident also] I really miss ya beeing at least visible to me. I miss the proper sound of your voice to enjoy and to match to and learn your speech. As far as I can't have some happy hours with ya directly, I will keep ya glade and joyfull with me in my heart like a little sun everywhere I go.  And to make our time anything else than boring, I think I have to show you my so called magic. I do it all the time anyway. It's well in every word and letter I write here. Do you think it's confusing or messy in some way? Please write me what you think. Allways. If you don't I'll probably get off the the road (the third correspondence). That mean's I start to write nonsense that isn't in any matching relation to our reality any longer (or it just means to have an accident ... well, here I describe the real reason for accidents as they are seen like by god). What do you think about the principle of correspondences I introduced to you?  Please note the colors might become more important later. The key is, that I linked similar things together by the color. In most cases that are just the same word here, except the sun, the child and the self for example. Now what do these three have got in common (please try to answer this)? You might ask yourself what _is_ a so called _self_? Here is a kind of an answer in the language of correspondences, called metaphors or parables: if you are the earth and the moon is you, then the sun is yourself. That's my magical language.  Like you are mymirror, the moon is the mirror of the sun (moon is reflecting sunlight). You might remember what I said when we first met 'you are mirroring me'. And as magicans like it to put big meanings in their expressions (usually without beeing conscious about that), god likes it to perceive him or herself in a mirror called reality (in a dance between the nonconscious and the conscious). And whenever two people met like we did, it's like someone comming to see his reflection in a mirror ... or the reflection comming to see him. That actually means, that YOU and ME were never ever really separated and also never would be really separated. We both are just the two sides of a mirror and in/of the same beeing called god. To deny this means to break the #8. commandment of the bible that says 'Thou shalt not lie!' The actual meaning of lying is not to keep a part of the trouth covered for some odd reasons (that also wouldn't be nice in some cases), but to _deny_ a part of the trouth to ourselfes.  (maybe printout and/or read this mail again, it probably won't be the same to you I guess)  Come with me, Cherry, I would like to walk with you to the garden of eden. Maybe we can't go to hawaii now, but I can tell you much about the paradise. Especially of some well known trees that are supposed to grow there. It's the trees of life and knowledge. It's the _Foundation_ I wrote about in an earlier mail. Would you like it to walk there with me?  Now let's continue with something completely different, just to return to real world.  Do you like apples? I do. Especially the red and yellow, slightly sweet and juicy ones. And also the green ones.  (maybe so called real world is not too different from paradise sometimes)  There was a parrot that could speak (they tought him, yeah, thats possible). That parrot also showed to us humans that it was intelligent. How? This way: humans tought them to call a banana a banana and to call a cherry a cherry. And when humans showed him an apple, the parrot might had thought 'hm, that thing is big like a banana and red like a cherry' and said with a very glade smile: BANERRY!!!  To tell he want's it.  As I learned from you guys, we humans can also say oompaloopma <smile>.  sincerely yours, love Silva ps: I'm sending you a piece of art here which I worked on for many hours. If you just want to write much, your mails are ok for me without colors and backgrounds also. However I feel colors make it much more enjoyable. I hardly used them in my mails before. And I wrote much, very very much.  pps: oompaloompa ppps: me thinking 'gee, I want to be one with my reflected image forever, so I would never ever be off the road again. And I have some very few but cumulating signs that it is possible.' er, look what I've found in the Web: 'Cherry Burger'.