Epilogue I

It is very easy to get caught up and entangled in the current Olympic vibe that this whole town rides.

A few times;

I caught myself riding that wave too.

Even though it was only in my mind.

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The power of the media.

It reaches far.

The power of marketing; it carries out what came about;

in a few brains after some thinking strain.

How can we gain; the most?

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Mind you; in my mind ‘gaining’ has no connection with money, profit, exposure or fame.

Those terms are ancient and lame.

What a shame;

most people don’t know why and what the authentic purpose of the Olympics is.

It seems the Olympic beast has run astray;

from its original DNA. (word count: 123)

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Venus.

Planet Venus.

It has been brought to my attention that the Olympics co-incide with the cycles of our planet Venus.

Venus is the only main planet named after a Goddess. (time: 12.03)

Not only does Venus have to do with ‘sexi-ness’;

love, grace and beauty were also the traits the Greek Goddess Aphrodite embodied.

Yesterday I peeked into the book the Da Vinci Code.

Intuitively I am drawn to whatever needs to be exposed;

to my eyes.

Last week I finished Angels and Demons and even though I have seen the movie The Da Vinci code;

I knew I had to expose my eyes, to the book.

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Synchronicity strikes again.

In the harbour of the town I live in; is docked a major cruise ship; housing staff for the Olympics.

The name of the ship: The Mona Lisa.

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But what does that matter? (time: 12:12)

And how does it fit in, with a story that already has had an ending glory?

Y’all know, I have no dough.

Two days ago; I was ready to run away from this town.

The Olympic movement still makes me frown.

But… would I have been able to run; something tells me I might miss out on some fun…

History keeps repeating itself; if we remain under the spell;

of karma.

Karma is being created by being re-active to your e-motions.

What did I do, in 2002?

I ran away from the Olympics.

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I still don’t vibrate well with the movement called the Olympics.

In fact; the gap;

only seems to have widened.

I don’t dislike the Olympics, it’s just that I thrive better with peeps, situations and explanations;

which are energetically aligned with its original intent.

Judging I don’t do, discerning is what I have gotten used to.

My discerning power is yearning to get away;

from all the Olympics have to say.

Yet I’m being kept at bay from running away.

Because the movement has got something to say;

to me? (wordcount: 444)

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Venus and me; in my astrology;

we have a stellar relationship. (time: 12:21)

I came equipped with a lot of Venus in it.

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No longer am I looking for a mate.

Within, the male and female polarities have merged.

The gap is what urged;

the search.

It is remarkable how I feel, since The end. (time: 12.30)

I literally have little to no desire to write.

I am fine.

Yet this inner-voice of mine;

tells me that if I want to ‘fine-dine’;

I’d better stick for a bit more to this rhyme.

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The detective in me; can’t help but see, because it comes naturally;

the connection between the timing of me picking up the book The DaVinci Code;

and the discovery there is this major boat;

in the harbour of our town, called the Mona Lisa.

It woulda been different if it was called the Tower of Pisa.

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Italy and New York.

Those two entities keep popping up.

Still hasn’t stopped. (time: 12:34)

I wonder what will come up?

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This piece, well hopefully that vagueness of it will cease;

in a few weeks.

I’d be more than pleased;

to announce;

that in The end;

was also a new beginning.  

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The original intent of the Olympics?

Becoming vigorous and connected!

I could’ve suspect it; being the detective… (time of this piece published: 1.23 pm)

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ps. the above song? A Dutch band