{"id":91236,"date":"2020-08-06T21:22:43","date_gmt":"2020-08-07T02:22:43","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/ringsidereport.com\/?p=91236"},"modified":"2020-08-06T21:23:10","modified_gmt":"2020-08-07T02:23:10","slug":"ken-allen-remembering-a-soulmate-on-my-trip-through-the-universe","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ringsidereport.com\/?p=91236","title":{"rendered":"Ken Allen: Remembering A Soulmate On My Trip Through the Universe"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"\"<\/a>By Janet Grace<\/strong><\/p>\n

SUNDAY, NOV 4, 2007\u2026.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Dear Diary:<\/strong><\/p>\n

I went to a non-denominational service today.<\/p>\n

I really didn\u2019t dig the minister, but I love the feeling of the place and something tells me, I\u2019m home.<\/p>\n

There was this huge dude sitting next to me. I hadn\u2019t noticed him until someone asked a question and I answered. I glanced over and he was staring, I mean just plain starin\u2019 at me.<\/p>\n

I didn\u2019t know if he was interested in what I had to say or if I was going to have to punch him in the throat.<\/p>\n

You know, my history with guys. They haven\u2019t been nice or at least, I\u2019ve had a magnet for dishonest ones.<\/p>\n

I\u2019d much rather people think I\u2019m as queer as a deer than have to explain why I keep to myself.
\nI gave him the \u201cdon\u2019t you be checking me out!\u201d look. He shot me an “eww, as if!” look.<\/p>\n

I think we\u2019re going to get along just fine. THANK THE GODS!<\/p>\n

(Excerpts of “Inside The Mind Of Me” by JGA \u00a92007 )<\/strong><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

A gentleman from your hat to your boots and the epitome of compassionate strength is who you’ve always been for me.<\/p>\n

My Dearest Soul Partner and one I’ve loved and knew I knew in another lifetime, from day one.<\/p>\n

I understand that you’ve been reading the brochures about journeying to other realms lately and it seems you decided to book your flight. I have to put this into metaphors so I don’t lose what’s left of my marbles.<\/p>\n

So, I ask you: Who am I going to discuss the cosmos with until four o clock in the morning while drinking 290 pots of black coffee?<\/p>\n

Who\u2019s going to understand my need for copious amounts of salt?<\/p>\n

Who am I going to agree to disagree with and Who’s going to piss me off to high heavens because as usual: YOU’RE RIGHT! YOU’RE ALWAYS RIGHT!<\/p>\n

Who is going to have the nerve to call me on my stuff and tell me I\u2019m full of baloney in much harsher terms and do all but put your size 100 boot in places it\u2019s never been?
\nWho\u2019s going to say: \u201cthere, there\u201d, when I\u2019m crying, and when I say: \u201cwhere?\u201d will respond: \u201cRIGHT THERE!! STOP THE CAR, YOU JUST MISSED THE FUCKING DINER!!!!\u201d<\/p>\n

I’ll be left slamming my head against the ceiling every night given the loft bed you cut down for me while warning me it was still too tall, is indeed, still, too tall.<\/p>\n

Thank you, Ken.<\/p>\n

Thank you for being such a wonderful and true-blue friend since day one. Thank you for being the Love of my Life.<\/p>\n

Thank you for being one of the only persons in my life tough enough to make sense to me through laughter, your gentle manner and humor.<\/p>\n

Thank you for always telling me what was truly on your mind, a rare gift, I know and I’ll cherish that always.<\/p>\n

Me: ‘Ummm. Why don’t you tell me how you REALLY FEEL’.<\/p>\n

You: “HEY! YOU ASKED!!”<\/p>\n

Thank you for steering me away from the “Crazy” when your Eagle Eyes saw clearly and mine were too blind to see.<\/p>\n

Thank you for laughing with me.<\/p>\n

Teaching me how to ride a motorcycle.<\/p>\n

AND ACTUALLY, holding up a 425lb bike three inches too tall for me.
\nSo, I could make believe I was riding it \u2013 On my front lawn.
\nWow.<\/p>\n

We really went far.<\/p>\n

Thank you for making motorcycle riding so relaxing and safe that I actually fell asleep as your passenger.<\/p>\n

Thank you for sharing your heart and dreams with me.<\/p>\n

Thank you for being the dream I always wished for.<\/p>\n

Thank you for being a true-blue BFF I could share anything with.<\/p>\n

Your metal wind chime in the shape of a diamond and the G-clef fashioned from a paper clip are two of my most prized possessions, along with the recipe for molasses bread that you hand wrote for me when I went to Harper’s Ferry, WV.<\/p>\n

I was SO happy to see you when I got back.<\/p>\n

I remember when you told me you HAD to see me at Nine o’clock sharp at night. I met you at the Shopping Center at Johnson Ave n you had this metal diamond you’d made by hand out of titanium.<\/p>\n

It had been \u201cwitched up\u201d by you and it gave me a shock. It was a PROTECTION AMULET. You wanted me to have it and it had to be right then and there because of the direction the planets were facing. It was beautiful. Yeah, to some it would just look like a piece of metal, but you\u2019d done it mathematically.<\/p>\n

You took your time. You calculated (I don\u2019t know what) to forge this beautiful amulet to protect my home because when you asked who I lived with I\u2019d said: oh, me, myself & I and a Jack Russell who bites.<\/p>\n

I placed the Amulet on my front entrance door and witch that you are, robberies were coming to my street. Everyone on that block had their houses broken into at one time or another EXCEPT FOR ME. I left the doors unlocked and opened, and was safe, safe, safe thanks to you.<\/p>\n

Local Diner after Sunday Service were the norm and we met the coolest folks! Floods of people came and then \u2013 we were ALL family. Life was magic. You had to be blind not to see your chivalry, decency, and beauty shining from under the brim of your hat. I loved you from day one, Ken. You taught me I could trust again. If I take anything with me that you taught me as we have all grown together, it\u2019s a feeling of thankfulness that I always let you know how special you have always been to me.<\/p>\n

Thank you.
\nYOU are perfect.
\nI’m going to miss you like crazy, but…
\nI’ll always have your beautiful smile,
\nAnd you\u2019re damned stubborn, pig-headed “blah-blah-blahs” in my memory …
\nAnd you know how well THAT works.<\/p>\n

I have to look at this sudden journey of yours as it is. You’re leaving the party before us I know…<\/p>\n

I’ll see you later. If I don\u2019t, \u201cInsane in the Membrane\u201d will bare my name. I don\u2019t know anything about anything, but I am going to ask you to please let me know when you get to the other side.<\/p>\n

\u2013 GENTLY \u2013<\/p>\n

\u2013 No size 1000 boots falling on my car windshield —<\/p>\n

\u2013 WHUPS! He\u2019s there!<\/p>\n

I\u2019m begging the Gods to please give me time to tell you what my heart is feeling before you depart.<\/p>\n

Ken \u2013 I wish for you peace.
\nI wish for you whatever you want.
\nI wish I could see you again, but as always \u2013
\nI respect you and what you want as much as I\u2019ve always honored you and will continue to do so
\nUntil I get to see you again.<\/p>\n

You’re taking my heart with you. You know that, right?
\nPut it in your pocket and keep it in a safe place for me.
\nI\u2019ll get it from you when I see you again.<\/p>\n

I’ll love you always.
\nThank you for being my Love.
\nMy protector!
\nMy Jiminy Cricket and….
\nMy most, most, MOST EVER precious mate.<\/p>\n

May Heaven exist for you. May your puppy, Brandon, be there to greet you. May your most wonderful journey continue as beautifully as you were…<\/p>\n

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By Janet Grace SUNDAY, NOV 4, 2007\u2026. Dear Diary: I went to a non-denominational service today. I really didn\u2019t dig the minister, but I love the feeling of the place and something tells me, I\u2019m home. There was this huge dude sitting next to me. I hadn\u2019t noticed him until someone asked a question and […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"iawp_total_views":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[17984],"tags":[22941],"class_list":["post-91236","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-entertainment-news","tag-ken-allen-remembering-a-soulmate-on-my-trip-through-the-universe"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/ringsidereport.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/91236","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/ringsidereport.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/ringsidereport.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ringsidereport.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ringsidereport.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=91236"}],"version-history":[{"count":-2,"href":"https:\/\/ringsidereport.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/91236\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/ringsidereport.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=91236"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ringsidereport.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=91236"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ringsidereport.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=91236"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}