I had a good time, when I first arrived in the mountains of Utah,
that has yet to be surpassed.
I kind of got ill from not being used to the thinness of the air - so high up. But a kind stranger that I had just met in the mountains took pity on me and brought me down where I could get more oxygen. To show him that I was getting enough air I talked, and talked and talked.
I have never seen him since. Which is sad because he was such a good listener! And also I could sense there was a lot I would have learned from him if I had been a better listener. He comprehended my passion for the Koran and the Islamic people and the Haudenosaunee and their Great Law of Peace.
Thanks for everything!
I kind of got ill from not being used to the thinness of the air - so high up. But a kind stranger that I had just met in the mountains took pity on me and brought me down where I could get more oxygen. To show him that I was getting enough air I talked, and talked and talked.
I have never seen him since. Which is sad because he was such a good listener! And also I could sense there was a lot I would have learned from him if I had been a better listener. He comprehended my passion for the Koran and the Islamic people and the Haudenosaunee and their Great Law of Peace.
Thanks for everything!
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I love the way you see life, my dear. It always amuses me and brings a smile to my face.Thanks for talking...and talking...and talking.
You're welcome My Dear! My Love! See you soon I hope!
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