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Prescript: I'm looking for someone to go 50/50 with me and move to either Ecuador, Costa Rica, Belize, Guatemala, or Mexico where we can make a very low income go much further with a lower cost, and higher standard, of living (than living in the States on such a low income). This includes an only income of Social Security Disability (SSDI) and/or Retirement benefits. The Social Security Administration most definitely DOES allow SSDI and/or Retirement benefits, but not Supplemental Security Income (SSI) benefits, to be sent to recipients in most other countries! There are many books about moving and living abroad available at the public library and/or at Amazon.com . Naturally, I realize we would probably have to spend some time getting to know eachother, and finding out if we're compatible, before moving abroad together. We could even have our own separate "spaces" by choosing to rent or purchase a house or apartment with separate quarters, and still save considerable money in monthly costs compared to living in the States on the same income. If you might be interested, want to ask me some questions, and/or want to discuss it, please e-mail me at the address below.
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Philosophy Of Love
Love's Pain 1
Love's Pain 2
Who Were You? 1
Who Were You? 2
Who Were You? 3
The Two "M's" In My Life
My Purpose Is Love
Anna
When I Held You
Oh, Anna-B, To See You Again!
Juliet
"Never Give Up"
ALL OF THE FOLLOWING POEMS ARE COPYRIGHTED (c) 1996-2004 IN THE U.S.A. AND INTERNATIONALLY BY S. WOLF BRITAIN. ALL RIGHTS ARE RESERVED.
PHILOSOPHY OF LOVE
The Meaning of True Love Versus False Love
(For Anna)
"Falling in love" with someone and truly loving them
Are two different things.
One is love, the other isn't love at all.
"Falling" is a negative occurrence
And being "in love" is a fallen experience.
When "looking for love" with someone,
Don't look for physical beauty or attractiveness
But look for inward beauty,
For someone who truly loves you
Without a self-centered personality.
Beware of malevolent souls who are full of hate
That their outward beauty hides,
People who live in their own unreal world
With very little insight into what is really going on in the world
And little or no selflessness or benevolence at all.
Most people are dependent on, and infatuated with,
Others' when they meet them, but they expect you to live
How they believe you should live.
They are not giving people, and they will give no quarter
To your world if it doesn't completely jive with their's.
These unhappy souls will quickly tire of you,
Bounce their hate off of you,
Making you at least temporarily as hateful as they,
Until they dump you in the dust
And treat you with scorn and contempt.
Look out for these people who do not build you up,
Encourage you, or help you to grow.
They only tear you down, and make you hate yourself,
Hate them as well, and express that hate
Until they drive you away, or you drive them away, or both.
Find a truly loving soul who makes you feel better about yourself,
While making you better able to give them what they need
In a mutually giving, loving fest of respect for each other,
Putting each other first before yourselves
And find real love for one another always.
This is the meaning of true love.
LOVE'S PAIN 1
(For Anna)
Love hurts so very much
When there's a girl out there
That, as her father,
You wanted to be able
To dance with when she was eight,
That you wanted to be able
To talk with
When either or both of you
Needed to
Talk with the other
Love hurts so much
When, as her father,
One of the few things
You have to hold on to
Is the memory of carrying her
On your shoulders when she was eight
And then having to go years
Without seeing or listening to her,
Though you would give anything
Just to hold her again
LOVE'S PAIN 2
(For Anna)
It's said that if there's no pain,
There is no gain;
But what gain have we gained
From all our pain?
Is there any release from the rain
Of our miles of tears
And the many lonely years
We were apart in our fears?
Is there any heart that hears
The cries for release from the pain?
My child, my daughter, my life,
Please talk to me
Stop the silence and the strife
And let us be free
From all the guilt and the fear
That keep us apart
Behind the walls that we've built
Separating our heart
From beating as one without pain
And without any fear
WHO WERE YOU? 1
I'd met you twenty-five years before
You were like a shining star
So beautiful that you stuck in my mind
Who would have thought
That five hundred miles south
In a line for an audition for Wheel of Fortune
We'd meet again simply because you looked familiar
And that I'd even recognized your name
Now I can't remember it at all
Oh, it's terrible being ill and getting older
There's a pain and an emptiness inside
Since I've racked my brain just to remember your name
And because I may never see you again
When just to look upon you would be such a blessing
But I always seem to walk away
From contact with other souls, feeling so empty and hurt
Like we never even touched at all
Something is missing in my heart every day
Due to fact that we can't seem to bridge the chasm
Oh, it's so terrible growing older and having this sickness
WHO WERE YOU? 2
Who could have imagined
That you'd look even more beautiful
Than when I saw you in Junior High School
When we were both about thirteen years old
You were one of the very few then
Who would even give me the time of day
It hurt so much to be so alone
You seemed to sense that
To have pity on me, and spoke to me
Oh, how I wish we could talk now and recollect
You still shine brightly in my mind
And I guess that I should be content with that
But I'd like to soak up and really experience your beauty
It doesn't make it with me, to only have a distant memory of you
Along with a too short, un-fulfilling reunion with you
So I can't help wondering where you are
Pondering what you're doing
In all of your glory
Even though I know I should be able to let go of these thoughts
Oh, how difficult it is to pass each other like ships in the fog
WHO WERE YOU? 3
Isn't it strange that I feel like I love you
When I don't even know who you were
Let alone who you are
I'm likely just enamored
With your outward, physical beauty
But is it probable that I'm in love with your spirit
That I recognize your beauty inwardly
And below and beyond the surface
Of your genetic inheritance
Oh, that I should grasp something so much more important
Is it conceivable that you're in love with me, too
From afar, and that you're calling out to me
Like I'm calling out to you
Beseeching you to reach me
Even though this kind of thinking
Is pathetic, and I'm so un-likeable
Shouldn't I be grateful that I ever met you at all
And be satisfied with the memory of you
Though it's so pitifully small
Oh, why do I only fall in love with visions
THE TWO "M's" IN MY LIFE
Maryanne and Michelle,
The two best loves I've ever had.
I see two young, beautiful people
Kissing and making love in a movie,
And I can't help but think of my loves and me
Making love and kissing in real life.
We were so very passionate,
Our ecstasies were so perfect,
In our innocence and gentleness,
That we melted into eachother
And became as one for a while.
It was truly gratifying to feel
Truly satisfied and loved
For the first time in my life,
That I wanted it to go on for ever,
To be joined together every waking moment,
And never ever be unloved again.
Oh, how I loved to hold you 'till our skins became as one,
Running our hands so smoothly over each other
Until we joined together in apex bliss.
Oh, how I loved you.
MY PURPOSE IS LOVE
Dedicated to Val Schmidt & Sam Lair
[Copyright © 1998 in the U.S.A. and
Internationally by S. Wolf Britain.
All rights are reserved.]
I sit or stand a good distance away
From you and your lives and pain
The ends that you go to for your survival
And whatever from life you hope to gain
But we are not so far apart at heart
That I can't relate to your binds
Your trials and sorrows we all experience
In order to find peace for our minds
I stand or sit closer than you think
And not so far from your sphere of reality
Partaking of my own parallel search
For love, joy and happiness in equality
While all around us lies oppressiveness
I love you with all the love I can muster
Seeking to overcome the walls between us
Towards the goal of touching all the luster
I sit or stand observing you shine close by
Amidst the fear of intimacy and commitment
Particularly with those who have little or nothing
When the purpose of us all is to give contentment
ALL OF THE FOREGOING POEMS ARE COPYRIGHTED (c) 1996-2004 IN THE U.S.A. AND INTERNATIONALLY BY S. WOLF BRITAIN. ALL RIGHTS ARE RESERVED.
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MORE OF MY POETRY ON THE SUBJECT OF LOVE. ALL OF THE POEMS ARE COPYRIGHTED (c) 1996-2004 IN THE U.S.A. AND INTERNATIONALLY BY S. WOLF BRITAIN. ALL RIGHTS ARE RESERVED.
ANNA
A Prayer
A Dedication to '"Boo Boo's" Birthday' (1982- )
And the Song of that Name by Thelonious Sphere Monk (1917-1982)
March 7th, 1999 (Written January 24th, 1999)
[Copyright © 1999 in the U.S.A. and
Internationally by S. Wolf Britain.
All rights are reserved.]
You finally wrote to me, your Dad,
And made me so very happy.
At the same time, I rented a video about Thelonious Monk,
The great jazz composer and musician,
Without realizing why until I watched it
Soon after receiving your letter.
I found out from the video that Mr. Monk wrote
A jazz composition called 'Boo Boo's Birthday',
And that he passed away in the year of our Lord,
Nineteen hundred and eighty-two,
The year you were born and blessed this Earth
With your beautiful, happy smile.
So many things happen that we
Don't know why they happen;
But we know that their happening is
No coincidence and no accident,
Like your conception, birth, and the blessings
That you have brought to our lives.
You now live a somewhat improvisational
And experimental life,
As Mr. Monk composed his beautiful pieces
Of jazz inspiration and music,
In order to hopefully be happy,
And to make others' happy.
I hope and pray that you are happy and make others' happy, too
By being an instrument of God's Peace,
That He makes and shines such a melodious song through you,
That you draw many souls to Him,
That your life is so lovely, that you only bring glory and honor
To Him forever and always.
What more can I ask for, but that you so shine
In your whole sphere of influence,
That your life is a complete reflection of the Only
Worthwhile Meaning in the entire universe,
For the sake of bringing a final end to all suffering,
And ushering in a truly spectacular New Life.
Praise and thank you, Dear God, for blessing me
With my darling Anna's existence,
That she will shine Your Light before mankind
To just such an extent,
And that You will be nothing but
Honored and glorified thereby.
Amen.
WHEN I HELD YOU
A Song of Thanks
For Anna
March 7th, 1999
[Copyright © 1999 in the U.S.A. and
Internationally by S. Wolf Britain.
All rights are reserved.]
When I first held you when you were born
I was so very moved, I almost forgot
To bring you back to your Mom
I was walking down the hall of the hospital
Bonding with you close to my heart
And I was lost in your beauty
My very special daughter, my one and only
I hadn't experienced any real hope
'Til I held you in my arms
I had always been down on my luck
Before you finally came along
And so blessed my life
Then I caught you and held you that very first time
As you came into this world, and no greater joy
Could ever be realized in my entire existence
I was so immersed in all of the love in your eyes
Every single day that I was close to you
And I just couldn't lose you too
My daughter, I thank you so very, very much
For penetrating back into my reality
To touch me with your love
OH, ANNA-B, TO SEE YOU AGAIN!
February 24th, 1996
[Copyright © 1996 in the U.S.A. and
Internationally by S. Wolf Britain.
All rights are reserved.]
It was so good to see you again.
If even for only two hours, I live.
We shared whatever, what little
We did; anyway we shared, and
That's what counts; it's like the
Moments of memory: Holding you when
You were a baby. What hope;
What glory! Peace for moments filled
My heart, though for too short a time.
My Love For You Is Never-ending.
We are like two hearts joined.
At the hip we beat together,
Even apart. Life is such a gamble,
But we persevere, and hold onto hope
When fear seems to be all
That matters. But, in your heart,
You know I truly care and Love You
With everything that is important.
So where are you now, my Dear?
Are you, or do you ever, think
Of me? Or do you keep on trying to
Forget me, like your mom? I need
To know; do you really Love Me
Like I Love You?
JULIET
In Honor of William Shakespeare
And his "Romeo and Juliet"
A Poem
[Copyright © 1999 in the U.S.A. and
Internationally by S. Wolf Britain.
All rights are reserved.]
Juliet, Juliet!
Where art thou, my Juliet?
Wherefore art thou not, Juliet?
Why art thou not a part of my life,
Sweet Juliet?!
Juliet, Juliet,
Without thee I am a void
What is it that keeps us apart?
Why must I endure my life alone?
Juliet!!
Juliet, Juliet,
Where art thou, my Juliet?
What must I do to find thee, my Love?
Why have the paths of our hearts still not crossed,
My Juliet?
Oh, Juliet, Juliet,
My entire soul cries out for thee!
My whole being longs for thee, my Sweet Heart!
Why can I not find thee, my Life?
JULIET!!
"NEVER GIVE UP"
("Jesus Is Coming")
A Poem for the Mother of our Child
In Honor of the Christ and the Song
(Added to site on June 12th, 2000)
[Copyright © 2000 in the U.S.A. and
Internationally by S. Wolf Britain.
All rights are reserved.]
Thank you for being there for me
When no one else was
Thank you for caring for me
When no one else did
Thank you for living with me
When no one else would
Thank you for our daughter
Who "chose" to come to us of all people
Thank you for loving her
Who is as much me as she is you
Thank you for not giving up on her
Who sometimes reminds you of me
Thank you for being who you are
Why I loved you the first time I saw you
Thank you for caring so much
Why you don't always know how to care
Thank you for not giving up on yourself
Why you go on being there is not for me
Thank you for all the love you gave me
What I couldn't see when you were near me
"Never give up" on anything
No matter how much hell you go through
For "Jesus is coming...
It's the darkness just before dawn...
Never give up" on anyone
No matter what happens, "Never give up"
For "Jesus is coming... soon
It's the darkness just before dawn..."
Thank you for letting me love you
What I never wanted to give up on
"Never give up, Jesus is coming!
It's the darkness just before dawn...
Never give up, Jesus is coming, soon
It's the darkness just before dawn...
Never give up" on anyone or anything
"It's the darkness just before dawn...
Never give up, Jesus is coming
Never give up, keep holding on"
Thank you for our beautiful daughter
Who so reminds me of the great things about you
ALL OF THE FOREGOING POEMS ARE COPYRIGHTED (c) 1996-2004 IN THE U.S.A. AND INTERNATIONALLY BY S. WOLF BRITAIN. ALL RIGHTS ARE RESERVED.
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