The power of thoughts...

I can't prove it but I do know when someone thinks of you - no matter how far away in the world or have been out of touch in a while, you will somehow or another think of them too.

It is inexplicably, the power of thoughts - the energy and connection one forges in one's mind - directs it to the universe and somehow or another those thoughts would reach the person of thought.  I've felt this recently with someone I used to know.  Someone I'd rather not have anything to do with knowing how schemes they are capable of but I have somehow eventually done something about it.  Not directly, but spoken to the people whom I call my loyal 'gatekeepers' about it.

My hunches were right.  My gatekeepers being loyal gatekeepers did more shielding me from the stalker wielding his bribes.  You would think three years on and he would have given up.  Apparently not ... Apparently he's been making inquiries through certain people who can be bought. 

So I'm writing to let these thoughts loose.  I will not return to that old life.  While it's materially secure there's really nothing much to look forward to except more material acquisition.  Undoubtedly that affords conveniences and comforts that some would aspire for, it is an empty existence and simply not for me.  It would mean quashing hope.  My hope.

While that yet again is something immaterial and people like the stalker would never in their small minds understand, I've fought and struggled to keep that hope alive.  Call me idealist but as much as one needs to be able to afford basic necessities to keep a decent living, one too needs their dreams and hopes to keep their souls alive.

Why go back when I've achieved so much and most of all loving every minute of it?

To he who must not be name:  You had your chance.  That time has long past.  I've gone away and onwards - though you seem to be stuck.  Although you now seek routes to make amends for all the wrong you've done, go and find your peace.  I don't hate you.  Our time had been essential in molding me to who I am today.  Goodbye.