Part One “Mubarak Let Your People Go!” & Part Two “ To Russia With Love”

Part One “Mubarak Let Your People Go!” & Part Two “ To Russia With Love”

“Remember, August is upon us”!

Mubarak Let Your People Go!

Dear Hosni,

This letter I write to you now is being written out of respect to you as well as for the people of your great land. Let me start off by reminding you that yes, you are a powerful man, one who has ruled a land for almost as long as I have been alive. I am sure that during your tenor you did many wonderful things for the people of Egypt and for that sir, I applaud you.

You also made it clear to the rest of the world that your people were safe under you, reminding those who wished to do you and your people harm that they, those who sought out to threaten the lives, as well as the culture, and history of such place, should think twice or else feel your wrath, again sir, well done.

Now the time for you has come good man, to defeat only your ego empire and to do so, you must let your people go. Like any good parent who only wishes the best for his child, trusting that your child can handle the world to do so without you can be a difficult thing to undergo but how else will they become trustworthy?

Trust in yourself that you have guided the people of Egypt to the best of your ability and stand down. To be a true leader, you must show that you are aware of the needs of your people, to be a real man you must learn to let go/stand aside and cry if you must. The people of your past will have more faith and respect in you in there future when you do so.

Know this, you as well as the rest of my dear brothers and sisters of Egypt have and always will be in my prayers so now, stand up, take a bow for work well done and let the future in!

Blessed Be-

To Russia With Love

This morning, as I laid down waiting for the city of Hong Kong to take on her caffeine rush, for as you know this city never sleeps, I could not help but think of one of the greatest lovers I ever had. Her name was Shauna. She and her parents had come to the United States from Moscow fifteen years ago and it was then that she entered my life.

She was warm and loving, open minded and very naughty, exactly how I love my ladies to be. Yet Shauna was a cut above the rest, always extra eager to please me, willing to do anything to satisfy my lust while all the time she was making love to me.

It wasn’t just the great sex she brought into my life; it was her mind and philosophies that pushed me forward to not be afraid to share my ideas of spirituality or anything else for that matter. She was a real woman, intelligent, creative, warm, and wild. She gave of herself as well as shared with me the love and excitement of being with another woman.

As I lay down this morning with only the city lights of Hong Kong as my only blanket, I could not help but reach underneath my soft underwear and tug at my manhood in her memory.

Had she been a past love in a past life that found her way back to me or I to her? Had she longed to make up for lost time/lifetimes past by being the incredible lover I still remember her to be? Did she know that it would be a very long time before our souls would ever meet again thus loving me ten fold during this life time so that I would have something to always remember her by?

Her eyes were like liquid black pools and her body like that of the finest temples of her lovely birthplace. Her lips were always soft no matter what part of my body she enjoyed and she made sure to enjoy every part. Her open mind as well as her strength as my backbone all be it only eleven months long, gave way to bringing about a brighter future for me because you see, after we broke up, I could not find another like her. Everywhere I went in our city had her memory wrapped around it making my life almost unbearable to be a part of. It was because of her that I took a flight of fancy and left her memory behind going back to the land of my birth, Virginia where after two years of preparation to fine tune my own being, I met my lovely wife who is from this great city of the orient and whose love has made me a better man to not only myself but to those and that around me.

Still, from time to time I wonder how my superb lover from such a great country of strength is doing these days. As I think of her for just a moment longer before starting my day, in peace and joy and on a spiritual as well as personal note, I thank you Shauna for being a part of my life and I thank your wonderful country for sharing you with me.

Blessed Be-