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Hello my fellow Politiores Troglodytes. This Blog is a collection of Posts, Poems, & Short Stories that I write on a daily basis. If you find it entertaining, informative, and controversial, then I have done my job properly. Thank goodness too, because Karma has been on my case of late. I'm supposed to bring fifty people into the fold or I'll have to give back the part of Einstein's brain I inherited. No, I'm not one of the Scientists who got a piece of his brain when he died. Karma said, "Eat this knowledge. It'll make you smarter!" The bargain I made with Karma was, if I could change fifty people into Politiores Populos, I would be rewarded with my very own Lamborghini. So, that's my story and I'm sticking to it! Like what you're reading, then read on. P.S. Populo is Latin for people. Politiores is Latin for educated. Troglodytes is English for troglodytes. And Einstein's brain was stolen by Thomas Stoltz Harvey after his death in 1955 and eventually divvied up into 240 pieces. If you just read that last sentence, then you have just learned something and I'm just that much closer to fulfilling my commitment to Karma!

Tuesday, February 14, 2023

But It's True

   You are not going to believe what happened to me! I'm having a hard time believing it, but it's true. It happened on February 13th.
   It all started, I thought, innocently enough. While sitting around a colleague's house with three other people discussing such things as the philosophical question of, which would be better, Heaven verses Hell, if your soulmate ended up in a different plain of existence than you?
   In the tradition of the Greek Philosophers of old, we sat at a huge dining room table, gorging ourselves on fine wine, Mediterranean sea bass, roasted lamb, and deep fried calamari.
   Also in their tradition, while we ate greedily, we discussed many subjects. Everything from democracy, education, psychology, metaphysics, and finally religious beliefs.
   This last subject was the most heated of all the debates that evening. I assume because of the different religious backgrounds of the five members at the table. Islamic, Hinduism, Jewish, Buddhists, and Catholicism.
   I will never forget what happened next after each side explained their religious belief. I was asked to weigh-in on how I felt about the subject.
   My answer? "My wife, my soulmate, is probably in Hell right now suffering for her sins. But I believe I am a good person and have lived a good life. So I will go to Heaven. But if I would die right now, I would rather go to Hell and be forever with my soulmate, then to be without her for an eternity in Heaven!"
   That is the very moment I started choking on a piece of calamari.
   I quickly blacked out and the next thing I knew, I was floating in the air, above my friends and my body, as they panicked like chickens around me as they tried resuscitating me.
   I turned away from the scene and saw a bright light before me which I followed to its beginning.
   There was my beautiful wife. Standing on the other side of the pearly gates holding a key. I assumed to unlock those gates to let me.
   "Honey," I exclaimed with joy. "Let me in so we can be together!" As I reached and grab the bars in front of her. Smiling a smile of joy I haven't had since she passed.
   "Ahem." my soulmate said, clearing her throat before continuing. "So you think I went to Hell, do you?"
   "What does it matter dear?" I was euphoric. "We can now be together, forever!"
   "You still can't keep your foot out of your mouth, can you?" She replied. "It's my decision to let you in now, later, or never you know."
   "What?" I asked confused. "But honey?"
   "Don't honey, honey me." she said. "I think you need to go back down into your body and think about what you have said!"
   Then poof!
   That is when I woke up today, Valentine's day. With a tube in my throat, oxygen blowing up my nose, and the the deepest guilt I have ever felt in my life.
   I missed my chance of being with my love again.
 Valentine's Day in the United Kingdom
 This is,
I Know What You Are Thinking
My Mind Was Playing Tricks On Me Because Of The Lack Of Oxygen To My Brain
But I Knew It Was Her
Many Times Over The Years When We Were Together
She Had Many Opportunities To Say
"Don't Honey, Honey Me!"
Jim Hauenstein

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“Something magical happens when two soulful people meet.”
- Avijeet Das -
 
 That is my story and I am sticking to it!
 
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