Open Letter to Twitter
You allowed me to share openly and without judgment, many things I’d held and not told; I considered the growth that you offered me, to watch the maturation of my very own soul.
Never knew you held such great power, as a vehicle for us all to express; unsure if expression is what I was seeking, but it’s what I found, nonetheless.
Watching the clock tick tock, hands moving slower than a snail’s pace; (tick tock…tick tock); my face buried silently in my hands, some insatiable need to save face.
You hid me in your arms, cuddled me so close, when I didn’t want to be held; rescued me from my life, fighting with each breath, rapidly descending to the depths of hell.
Tears trickled down from my orbitals, a soft tissue there you held steady; only gently absorbing, you knew their power to heal, but only, and ONLY, when I was ready.
Consciously connecting, all the dots that defined, the stories of my unspoken past; other souls who had come there to join and uphold me, now continue their respective soul paths.
I know now that some of them were angels, arriving to temporarily light my way; to guide me through the thick, dark forests, until I could discover the light of day.
More obvious I’d not come here alone, you provided these astounding relations; not one race, nor one creed, only LOVE, from distant and foreign nations.
So today I want to thank you, for all the love and support that you gave; whoda thunk that an artificial intelligence named “Twitter”, could have helped create this great man that you’ve made.
Thank you Twitter!
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