From: goldarachel@gmail.com   
      
   On Monday, August 23, 2021 at 11:28:26 AM UTC-7, Rachel wrote:   
   > On Sunday, August 22, 2021 at 7:50:26 PM UTC-7, nate wrote:   
   > > On Sunday, August 22, 2021 at 8:43:33 AM UTC-4, will.d @gmail.com wrote:    
   > > > Kind of stumped here as well, kids and grandkids?    
   > > 7 would be Maria from Sara's first marriage, 5 from Bob and Sara's   
   marriage and Desiree from that last marriage.    
   > > maybe you're on to something, Will !    
   > >    
   > >    
   > > - nate   
   > hi nate. isn't it 6 total? sometimes i forget desi, too, but i think that's   
   because (here i go again, right, loves herself beyond any faults? yeah, sure,   
   no offense! :) ) anyway, marc said he never got over sara, i didn't know he   
   was married and    
   divorced again until i moved here and got back online with rmd...but he wanted   
   to be with a woman...from what i gathered from what my friend said...but that   
   was the problem, he didn't love anybody else, i thought. and i wanted him to   
   get over that so    
   badly, to be happy like i was, like maybe you can love me and get over her, IF   
   YOU WANT, to be happy... i mean, if he never wanted to let her go, then it was   
   not my place to attempt to dissuade him in any way, and by the time i got   
   here, he had already    
   put out toom, so i sorta feel more his family with her, and not so used to,   
   oh, right, well, it gets complicated, i mean, that's two different women!!!   
   back to toom, it was so obvious to me what it was about....so i was trying to   
   help him get back to the    
   highlands before the eggs turned rotten. i mean, well, the truth was, i was   
   going CRAZY without him, and the letters, oh right, then TOOM was already   
   committed to official permanence, like, NO WAY, YOU CAN'T DO THIS!!!!!!! YOU   
   HAVE NO RIGHT!!!!!!! i mean,   
    at first about toom, i was also like, well, not the first listen, but as it   
   circulated around in my head (not listening over and over), i was like, he's   
   just USING ME for lyrics, he has no creativity left, and he's, well, okay,   
   frankly, so pathetic,    
   just a washed up old has-been, so i cuckolded him in an attempt to move on,   
   but that FAILED, every relationship practically, even intimate friendship, i   
   attempted to cultivate FAILED GLORIOUSLY ( :-//////) so i went up into my   
   head, and figured it out    
   there, love and theft, in a way that made SENSE to me, that he really WASN'T   
   using me, and we really had something going!!!!!!!! :-/// but, as bob p. says,   
   "common sense has yet to be standardized."    
   >    
   > btw, hello! how are you??? hope all is well, *obviously,* yada yada yada....   
   :-)    
   >    
   > thanks for making me step out of my comfort zone and post in this bob dylan   
   chat group again, grr.... :-///// (grumble grumble grumble, where i DON'T   
   BELONG!!!!!!!!) (do i? :-//////) (bob?)    
   >    
   > i don't know. is chaim correct? is this how you attract the light like you   
   of a higher vibration? i mean, the whole 6 thing (a private joke i think we   
   have, due to his instruction, about "the light wants to share") seems utterly   
   absurd, all that pain    
   and suffering for a funny private joke which was only funny for a few months,   
   or whatever, and connected a few random unconnected musical dots, that's   
   fucking STUPID, just like the example of how do we cross a street was solved   
   through ockham's razor. i    
   mean, sure, i didn't quite get calculus, but i excelled in other areas, does   
   he think i'm a MORON???? or wanted to see what could happen if you   
   *believe*....like my life is all just some stupid FANTASY?!?!??!?) and makes   
   me feel like he's turning me into    
   one great big fat JOKE. chaim?   
      
   this is like everything you ever wanted to know about sex, but were afraid to   
   ask...   
      
   the g-d principle. :)   
      
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