A conversation with a young American girl who is having a relation with an older man. She is quit bold and I try to transmit or convey her style as close as possible.

I’ve been reading advises many times and I find that you always advice against us, young women, or girls, having relationships with much older men. Where did you get that negative position from? Who are you, and where do you come from? Are you giving your advice in the interest of the Caribbean young people or are you an egotistic woman who just wants to rule her own style?  Most people may not know, but fact is that when He got born, Bob Marley’s black Jamaican mother was 17 and his white English father was 52. He was three times her age! My question is, will any such couple’s child be like Bob Marley, Saintly and making wonderful music for all people? Will history repeat itself? From Bob Marley’s parents we learn that the most unlikely alliance can give the most wonderful result. Will you stop advising against young women making love with older men now that you have also learned the Truth about Bob? Or will you continue preventing possible Stars coming into the world? Any way,I will make love to my very sweet old man for he is a young spirit in an old body, that’s all.

Young black with old white

Not a little reluctant to write about this worn out subject, I am so disgusted and fed up that here goes: the quality of the movies on channel 7 and the most possible influence it has on our future peoples conduct. 9 Out of ten movies are about violence. Every American movie has the same boring ingredients: a gunfight, a car chase and an explosion. Not always in that order but always the same three ingredients. an explosion, a car chase and a gunfight, or several of each. When you've seen one you've seen them all. The so called wrestling madness with bulky unhealthy looking persons with hormonically unnatural pepped up bodies that will deflate after a few years, fill the screen with violence of the worst kind, what exactly is the message? What does the provider of these movies want its public to see, to learn, to become? Monkey see, monkey do, so it is well clear that TV looking youngsters, those with little education will copy the way a gangster holds up a store, restaurant or couple of tourists. Youngsters see and hear the foulest language, what the hell, repeated by the rude awakening dogs on a radio show, and feel important and great when they can foul mouth each another. Is that the way the world is to be? Violent like the old cowboy mentality, that killed the local Indians and now sprays the movie screens with blood, bullets and curses? What a boring culture and way down the drain of civilization. Badly educated youngsters are good to go in the army in order to kill the poorest dressed fighters from other cultures and fill the world with coca cola and Marlboro. Scantily dressed , foul mouthing wrestlers stand as role models for our youth. With decorations from the most hated Nazi time, they walk around the screen as brutal beasts that can hardly speak coherent language. Bashing into each other like crazed animals they depict human creatures at their worst. That the world was so in its earliest days, I can understand, but that it still goes on today, 2000 years later, I find incomprehensible. I do not belong here and I will take my leave, because I see no hope for a place that entertains its TV lookers with gore and blood, fights and explosions in its most primitive form. No educational products, no emotional love stories, no scientific solutions here, nothing to give the viewers any information onto better times. Destruction and hate, made in the USA, thank you, I pass.

I am sick and tired reading about men abusing women. I am a lover, and maybe addicted to love. But I'm also a free man and I will fight for freedom. Freedom in the  total sense, that means my freedom, your freedom, her freedom, their freedom. If dogs are free, why not we? Sung Bob Dylan generations ago. And those sick men that want to take away her freedom, own a woman, to believe that she is his must get cured of their stupid ideas. If a woman loves you, she will be with you, of her own free will. If she is not in the mood to love you, you cannot make her love you. Love is a two way thing. Although the Dutch law prohibits the carrying of pepper spray, no prosecutor will press charges if you managed-  to defend yourself successfully with a can of acrymogene as the French call it. In Marigot it is legally sold over the counter at the gun shop. Anybody can get this defensive article, as small as a woman lipstick, easy to carry in handbag or trouser pocket. Then there is also a gun for sale that is with two barrels that can shoot protection ammunition-  as it is called: rubber pellets, buckshot, or a rubber bullet. It goes of with a loud bang (130db) so as to alert others and to scare away attackers. The bullet or the pellets can hurt when hitting someone within 5 meters. Another gun with rubber bullets is legally for sale over the counter in Marigot, a cylinder revolver with 6 rubber small  shot per cylinder, it comes with two cylinders in a box.Any woman that feels threatened by a man should equip herself with one of the above mentioned defensive items. Maybe not legal Dutch side, but remember, better in jail alive for shooting a rapist or a madman, than raped or dead because of no defense. And I repeat, no prosecutor will press when the defense was proven and necessary, take my word. I do not want to read one more fatality of sick male behavior, I love women too much. The law against defensive items, pepper spray and rubber bullets should be changed right away. That's my idea. What's yours?

Out the dairy of a young mother of 16; I got my babygirl when I was 14 years old.

My problem is that I do not get “off” when I have sex with my boyfriends. We like to make love as a pass time and recreation, because it cost nothing and it gives us all sweet, warm, sexy feelings and it makes us better and dearer friends.

We stroke and massage and kiss and hug and whisper sweet intimate jokes to each other. It’s real fun. Of course we always use condoms. The boys get “off” all the time. I don’t know what’s wrong with me because I don’t feel that wonderful relaxing pleasure feeling which other girls tell me is called orgasm. It must be so wonderful when I hear them explain it to me. But I don’t feel anything special, other than the loving sweetness and the pure togetherness.

Would it be better if I try an older man who don’t get off so fast? Or will I get it spontaneously when I am older? Is it something I can learn or do, or do I have the problem because I got my baby already?

My mother who is 29 years old does not know why I cannot get my “climax” as she calls it. She just say to keep on trying. What do you think I can do? Is there a sex doctor I can?

One more time I feel the need to express the truth about my origin. Now that the question of local or not local is again on the minds of many people. This person of mine is made of dust, of earth and air. Through the miracle of love did I come into this world, and found myself on this planet. An almost spherical ball with a circumfence of roughly 40.000 kilometer, or 25.000 miles. With my head sticking in the air, and my feet on the earth, I am a citizen of this planet. Of this world. The air that I breath is coming flying from the east, and from any other direction. The food that I eat comes from my own yard as well as the butter from New Zealand, on the other end of the planet, and many many other countries. If one is what one eats, then we all are true internationals. And being the result of breathing the life giving air in our lungs, the air that circles the planet freely, we all are planetary beings, from the life giving free air. Many fathers, brothers, sons and other members of families went overseas to work somewhere else. Would any one want those people, those relatives, treated as unwanted foreigners in those countries they went to? How do small thinking folks try to defend this local rights thing? Through being born one is automatically a world citizen. One has to grow into understanding that we are all together. I can sent you out of my house, out of my yard, out of my village, town, out of my country, of my island, but I can never sent you of the world. And this world is my home, and I share it with all the other living beings. I conclude that if one is what one eats, then it is clear why some people behave just like chickens. Fowl too, can never eat, or live together in peace. If one eats chicken most every day, one may starts to behave like one and does not tolerate others that are not born in the same nest.

click onto  www.Osho.com,  and see for your self. Or find OSHO in bookstore, library or  amazon.com. He gives you the days “no-thought”,  not a “thought for the day” , those are  outdated and belong to the old-minds.  It bores me to have to put up with a world  full of people that are not free and progressing. The Truth has set me free.  People that still make this world are stuck hands and feet in the quagmire of the same old ways, work with the same old ideas and  bring the same wars, the same fossil-fuel burning engines and the same eye for an eye and tooth for a tooth. As long as people follow those old ideas and religions, I cannot mix with them . Study OSHO if you want to get anywhere ,  if you want to get into the present, the now.

 I will write more comments on everything, for I  am new. ( read Conversations With God 2 , by Neale Donald Walsch, Jubilee Library)

Dear friends, information by enlightened people, OSHO and Neale Donald Walsch   confirm only what you know deep down is true. I was already new, I never was old. Only suppressed by society, put down. When I wanted to soar high, I was to be low, with them. Where I was free, I had to be shackled. To follow rules made for fools. To be a free mind  is the hardest  thing in this world. Confined by religions, by political directions, by skin color or language, by nationality and god knows what more, to be free is almost a crime. You may try to understand, but unless you are free, you will not know the pain. To be born free and find oneself in this unfree world is a curse.. That is why reading the authors I mentioned is such a comfort.  They know where we are coming from, where the pain comes from. Osho comforted me when I cried my heart out. Walsch comforted me when I carried the worlds pain on my shoulders. And very young women comforted me when  tragic disaster struck. Young ones comfort me when I cringe with loneliness,  because  old women cannot understand the freedom-suffering-boy inside . Only very young women who are not yet set in society's rules. It is why Jesus loved  whores , because they also defied the rules, they rebel against the laws of the world. They ease the pain of  boy-men. A very young woman  still  has  freedom, defying everything. Differences in age do not exist  when a young woman caresses an older grieving man. When I look in loving ageless eyes, there are only two immortal free spirits. I may end up on a cross, judged by the ancient rulers and criminal lawmakers that call them self right. I puke of them and on their world. They believe in their  jails, they build more jails to lock up anyone that is not following their decrees and laws and religions and rules for refugees and passports  and rules for their material possessions and for drugs, and AIDS patients. Freedom flies out of the window with a whiff of incense, burning on the altar of ignorance. From behind  tears for lost freedom this mail is reaching you, slipped through the keyhole of a jail door. Will  you  ever open that door ? 

Now you read the true reasons for drug and alcohol abuse, for domestic violence. People are never angry for reasons they think.  They are angry because their original freedom, that is, their birthright, is taken away. And they and you, you rebel, you dream, you drink, you drug, try to escape. You get so frustrated, you take it out on your wife, your girlfriend, your neighbour, none of them have done you a thing, but  you find yourself frustrated in this world of rules, while you were born free. Acceptance, surrender, consent, words that describe defeat. I know that deep inside of you, freedom is asleep. I will awaken it  gently with the truth. Rest assured friends. The Truth shall set you free and it will curb your violence, make you a loving human being again.

After reading  comment on Sinterklaas and his Black Peters I had a vague feeling that he missed something. He states that black Peter represents everything that is: “ugly, stupid, frightening-  and bad”. They are wrong. Beauty and ugliness are in the eye of the beholder, and in the eyes of black people, a white Peter would be more ugly. Stupid now is another matter. What is so stupid to be in the service of a high official? Sinterklaas is(was) a bishop, a pretty high rank in the hierarchy of the Christian church who was the authority at those times. And still very much is. Frightening,Black Peter is only to those children who misbehave and who do bad things. Black Peters are policemen. And they should be frightening to the bad ones. Bad, I do not see where they gets the idea that Peters are bad. And if he feels that Sinterklaas represents all that is good, his feelings are his own. After my research into past, Nicolaus from Myra on the Mediterranean coast in Turkey, was traveling all along the harbors of the then known seas and helped women and children who had lost husbands and fathers through storms a shipwrecks. He gave the children the presents that they needed or liked on the way, some North African young men came along to help him. No slavery , no stupidness, nothing ugly or frightening. Nothing racist about all this, there is no exploitation, and the black fellows help the old man voluntarily. Here on St. Maarten I often enough see some young black boys help carry a load for an old white man. What is so racist about that?? The only person who can ever know who you are and how you think and how you feel is yourself; do not try to speak for others, as you cannot know what the others see, feel or think.

What I as an observer find very strange is that modern  people walk around with the same Book that the racist slave masters of old had in their hand to justify their doings. The old testament of the Bible makes it look like slavery is a normal and accepted practice, and it was in those days. The very book that brought so much misery to so many, now is in the hands of black people that swear oaths on it and believe it is the One and Only Book. Exodus 21 does not talk about what color a slave has, but it makes a difference what the slave beliefs. If the slave was of the same belief as the authors he(she) only had to suffer 6 years, if not,it was a life sentence. Sinterklaas is of the new faith that Jesus came with. No slave talk there and that his helpers happened to be black was mere coincidence, it was there he traveled where the people had had a bit more sun than in Turkey. Cool down mr. Lake, and check with yourself and with history what the facts are. Black Peters are the upholders of morality, and law. To reward the good and punish the bad. Help where it is needed and do so voluntarily.

 What exactly is pride? Is it a good feeling for something one has done? Or because one belongs to a group that one finds better than others? Or is it because one possesses something valuable, that came from labor, heritage or winning the lottery? It's hard to say and so I did a little research into what the ancient sages say about pride. Surprising to you maybe, read here the comments of the wise: Pride is a prison. Pride ends on the dung hill. Nothing is more dangerous for a poor man than pride. The proud are petulant and the petulant are foolish. God does not listen to the prayers of the proud. Concerning the man of pride God has said? “I and he cannot abide together”. ( Talmud, Sotab 55) A proud man never praises anyone. (Zohar) When pride cometh, then cometh shame; but with the lowly is wisdom.(Book of proverbs 11:2) Pride is a reservoir of sin. ( Sirach, Eclesiasticus 10) The proud man cannot humble himself to learn wisdom. (Gaon) There you go, on pride. So whenever I feel a little proud of having the Dutch nationality, after all, Holland does not have any enemies like the USA, I feel also shame to be of a nation that long used slavery, that exploited Indonesia and installed apartheid. Americans may feel proud of being part of the mightiest military nation of the world, if they also are ashamed for having stolen their country from the native inhabitants, waged war almost continuously world wide, but never at home, have more people in jails than any other nation and have more than 15 percent of the population illiterates...Have a very nice day, and just feel good.

Like a blind man groping in the dark is the person asking about solutions for the violence, the lack of concern, the hate and the pain it causes. Jesus message of love has never been implemented by the churches that have sprouted up around His ideas and teachings. Born out of love and born with love everybody should be loving. But  the politicians and priests have destroyed that love from day one. Love makes one a rebel. A rebel against the lies and the hate. Against the possessiveness of the world. Love does not posses. Love is freedom. And freedom does not exist in this world of frontiers, religious laws and capitalistic money hoarding. Frustration is the result of those people who cannot suppress their love any longer. The church wants you to be their member and nobody else’s member. You belong to this or that church, you are not free, you cannot be love. Love cannot be restricted to One thing only, then it is not love, then it is preference. One must love his country, but can only do so by hating ,or not so strong disliking other countries. Every nation calls itself best, implementing that others are worse. There is no love in that. Every persons intrinsic nature is love when born. From the beginning this love is curbed, destroyed and corrupted.

 tat of a jealous God that tolerates no other? Is that Love? The religions have created fear, the opposite of love. Only people that are afraid are easy to manipulate. A person of love knows no fear. Love is courageous. The politicians and the priests do not want loving people, they cannot be manipulated. The natural love that is everybody birthright is hidden, hurt, damaged, but not destroyed completely, it cannot disappear totally. Hence the rebellion, the frustrated violence, the crazy deeds from those who themselves not  know why they go crazy. In fact everybody is part of the madness. Except for those few that come like Jesus, with words of love, and whips to chase the moneymakers, and words of comfort for the whores, nobody gives in to the natural love that is the basic source of life. People like Jesus that want to change the hate policy and the wrong of the authorities are killed, deported or otherwise eliminated.

 Society has no place for those who are filled with love. When love is in a person, why should he go to a church or temple to look for god? ten he is dancing, happy, full of gods love, why look for god in books, temples ? That is why we have this violence, crime and problems in the world. And here in our own backyard. ten more people are involved in planting trees and flowers than in making weapons and war, maybe the world would begin to heal. It won't happen. For those who feel the wrongs, because love is still alive  inside, hold on, you are not alone, a few of us are always around, under the surface, low profile. We are not wanted, because    we upset the policies from church and state. What courage  must the newspapers have, to dare print this very letter of mine.

 Where truth and love is, crime does not happen