Hello and thank you, old friend for coming and visiting<\/p>\n
Frau Kolb<\/strong> and The Talkinggrid<\/strong>, again. \u00a0We return to each other, like lovers seeking stray kisses across a mountainous duvet.<\/p>\n “Darling!” I squeal. \u00a0Arms link. \u00a0Hugs melt away tension, raise spirits. \u00a0We hug.<\/p>\n “Most sincere and honored being!!! How delighted I am to see you!!!”<\/p>\n Take my hand, let us sit, eat. \u00a0Feast! \u00a0Drink and be open with me, unlock the doors of your soul. \u00a0I am waiting, receptive yet patient and full of an uncanny ease that comes from persevering, past exception and desire, leaving Death waiting and returning to the world of dish washing and stir climbing. \u00a0Home life is central now.<\/p>\n We haven’t spoken in months! \u00a0Where does the time go? \u00a0“I went to to the bank where The River Styx flows. \u00a0I was on the ferry amid the putrid stench of rotten expectation and desire. \u00a0Where were you?”<\/p>\n My mirror image, you might say:<\/p>\n I’ve returned. \u00a0I am here to entertain you, to remind you to laugh at my mistakes if your own are not juicy enough. \u00a0I am here to nurse you, feed you off the teat of my intellect, regardless if you judge my skills to be fine or not. \u00a0I am your friend. \u00a0I host you and care about your children even if you haven’t had any yet. \u00a0I care.<\/p>\n I am moved by your eloquence.<\/p>\n We haven’t gotten cosy, talked about the intimate details of our lives, investigated the lineage that defines us as parallel figures in history, in ages. \u00a0We haven’t deconstructed how magical it is that our orbits ever touched and that we both know the magical feeling of touching each other’s souls. \u00a0We haven’t undressed and danced in the moonlight of the Jersey shore, but there is always<\/em> the possibility.<\/p>\n We have met, many so many times that you think you know me. \u00a0I hate to inform you that that is an illusion. \u00a0You know the me that has floated up on the internet for you to see and dissect, at will. \u00a0I invite you to take apart an image, this season. \u00a0Shred one of \u00a0your hard won traditions, a sacred “cow,” try to buy nothing… give it all… love like love is on the brink of extinction and you and only you can save it. \u00a0Mirror me, if you please, <\/em>become the person you dreamed you might be.<\/p>\n I said my goodbyes and then was granted a coda which will extend into the ether, diminishing only when the applause die down. \u00a0The applause haven’t begun, yet I expect they will start soon, thereby allowing me to enjoy another year, or two, or ten, twenty works—sort of—but I’m just getting started. \u00a0I am open to hanging out at art gallery openings in forty or fifty years when I am beyond the silver citizen stage and have become pure social gold, \u00a0a butterfly made of metal. \u00a0I intend to be the old lady with a gaggle of admiring suitors and invitations to spare. \u00a0You know her, right?<\/p>\n Mirror each other’s most gracious gestures. \u00a0Learn to imitate the ones we admire and let leaders be representative of our best traits. \u00a0Don’t be afraid to be shallow, as long as you present a polished surface onto which others can project super human qualities. \u00a0Let’s look to each other for inspiration. Be better. \u00a0Be healthy. \u00a0Smile. \u00a0Eat more veggies. \u00a0Improve yourself the way you polish the specks on the surface of your super smart phone. \u00a0Shine!<\/p>\n Sincerely,<\/p>\n Frau Kolb and The Talkinggrid<\/p>\n PS: To my friends in Berlin. \u00a0I love you. \u00a0Christmas markets are sacred. \u00a0I’m sending love from Southern California.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Hello and thank you, old friend for coming and visiting Frau Kolb and The Talkinggrid, again. \u00a0We return to each other, like lovers seeking stray kisses across a mountainous duvet. “Darling!” I squeal. \u00a0Arms link. \u00a0Hugs melt away tension, raise spirits. \u00a0We hug. “Most sincere and honored being!!! 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