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...it is 'closure' as dey call it : yet never 'close' it.
zee veronicas...
...somehow...i think : u ‘wait’ for dese : posts 😆 ...
....awww...u noe i am delusional : for things likey ‘dese’.. 🤣
tell u what...
i think i have what u call - closure..
//ur version: never closes anything. so lets try : mine.
( inkluding mommie veronica, reluctantly - but : yes)...
were exactly the kind of ‘lesson’ i needed ...at that ‘time’.
it is likey - purpose...
but being driven to it : likey a football..
with every 1 of you : is a reminder ..
of what i am not - or was not : or cannot be.
was a reminder of - what is called a ‘man’..
it is not the ‘impact’ in 3d..
but ‘future’ ..
or what its gross approximation on stereotypes : looked likey..
den i learned : property dealer or dullas..
come in different flavors of respect..
but all of dem - dullas supported by surnames of ‘reliability’.
it was reminder : ‘future’ of man means more than ‘potential’ or ‘now’
or ‘performance’
so that was a ‘challenge’ of being a bigger better man..
it meant money and skills - impact.
her world - was not about ‘men’...
but about ‘legacy’.
a weird lil world - where she was allowed to be a girl..
but for few - weeks.
the royal legacy and legend of her father..decided much of her..
logical : to very cruel depths of it..
but weirdly hackable by differrent kind of amit..
it was a reminder of old money vs new money..
a cold hard - reality.
it was absolutely - weird..
i wanted to be alone..
just makey enough money - to pay of liabilities and alive of dem..
for few years - away from it all
...surviving google or bearing it..
became very clear : bhadwa bajwa with mitesh kuk boi technie..
it was impossible for me to bear : a second of their ‘voice’ looks or leadersheep.
so wen she asked - i was stuck..
i dint noe..
i was confused with a rule of mine..
which was not formed - yet
“u ll get what u need”it was confusing : coz ‘need’ was dere : ‘balanced’..
and i dint make a ‘move’..
i hated the culture, hypocrisy and smiles of dem all.
it became confusing..
was i insulting god or its ‘clue’..
or it was my bias...
anyways : the doubt was cleared by her ‘timing’ of it.
it reboots you - the idea of identity..
and the impossible of ever : merging it with your ‘expectations’..
the debug : was subtle..
it was not - ‘us’...
but why it felt like ‘us’.
it was a ‘feeling’...
which was - coincidental : un intentional - synchronicity.
...the ‘leo’ bit : was just confirmation : of it all being a ‘lesson’...
lesson : which i dint learn : or dint want to...
“we” were ‘us’ for some ‘time’...
that ‘time’ : is always ‘moments’
moments : which u try to - recreate..
but cant be : for dey are random : un- intentional
the kind : which any street dog knows..
and veronicas : are surprised by.
it is not ‘intentional’ - just ‘free’ and coincidental.
the closure : is realizing that u all were ‘lessons’...
hard forced lessons by god.
Source: https://codeparity.substack.com/p/lessons-from-trinity-veronicas