He was a magnificent photographer his work was considered masterpieces in the art world.
He captured all of his subjects from the eyes of his soul, so much depth in his work that ran deeper than the crust of the earth.
Many women wanted to discover and feel his passion they wanted to be his muse be admired feel admired
each woman who looked at the photos he captured of them felt like he capture her soul. He made her feel more beautiful than she ever did before.
How was it possible for him to see her without ever touching her many women would ask him this question
He would reply that it was all about Love
He worked from Love and with Love this is how he always work it was his everyday orgasm, not the women but capturing his subject and keeping it alive.
His energy was on a high frequency and many women wanted to receive it.
But there was only two women he swore to give his all to, one was Jamilia who was his soul mate and partner in life and the other was New York City
who had inspired him since he was a child, she had been his home, his first muse, and first Love.
The old lady had noticed the witch within the young lady and it had awakened a long memory that she had buried deep within her. She was reminded how she had abandoned the path of magic and gave up on her dreams, for what she thought would be a normal healthy life for her and her family. But her family had left her because her bitterness was too much for them to bear.
She felt anger, hurt, jealousy, all kinds of emotions stir up in her, that she didn’t want to feel or remember. She wanted to blame the young lady in front of her for these emotions, but she knew that the young lady had done nothing to her. She knew she could only blame herself.
She told the young lady to go to hell!
The young lady told her she could go to heaven and that it was so sad that she had lived such a short life at the age of 70.
They stared at each other eye to eye and a bridge was formed connecting the two.
The young ladies eyes told the older woman “don’t feel ill towards me because you see something inside of me that has reminded you of the path that you abandoned, the magic is still inside of you even at the tender age of 70, the path never abandoned you it was you who left it”.
The older woman wanted the girl to stop what she was doing but the Universe had to remind the lady she still had a purpose and that it’s love still exist for her. The Universe is always trying to teach sometimes using another person to show us our reflection.
The young lady broke the stare and gathered her belonging and bade farewell to the older woman. The young lady told her son to say goodbye to his great-grandmother as they departed.
The older woman pain wouldn’t allow her to see them out the door she sat down in her recliner and cried tears of dreams clouded by bitter and sorrow. The healing was taking place.