when words fail me, which is often, I paint. When words work for me and are available on time, I am surprised.

Wednesday, April 04, 2007

Tate's EX- wife/ REVISED

It's been a passionate morning. The roof collapsed last night. I intended to discuss this today but it seems as though some "friend" of Tate's ex-wife has discovered my blog and had a heyday berrating me for the impossible, "stealing people"
I've read all of these anonymous comments and my responses to Tate last night. He was repulsed by you, "A". It was obvious to both of us that the Anonymous author was not R, because she would never stoop so low as to air her dirty laundry nor her ignorance out in public as you have, nor J. J would know how to spell soul.
I am going to respond to your comments and after a day or two, I will move your ugly words , which mirror your face and personality, to the trash ; where you belong.
This is my blog. This is my reality which I am responsible for. If you want to express your ignorance and ugliness to the world I suggest you create your own blog.
I must say, I feel very sorry for you. Sorry for the fact that you seem so emotionally connected to hating people you obviously do not know. Sad that you think my art and self are "Wacko", but you are hooked on viewing it and responding to it. I wish you well and I hope and pray you someday, find a life of meaning. Obviously you are barren of heart, soul, or PEACE IN YOUR RELATIONSHIPS.
GOOD LUCK, GOOD BYE, and if you don't like my blog, you really do not have to read it. Thank you.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

It's like a soap opera. I'm hooked.

Alijah Fitt said...

It is sad that people have nothing better to do than to engage with people thay claim to dislike. I think these people love us.
Hey Lois, ever hear of projection?
Maybe you are afraid that Mike will leave you for his girlfriend.You know, the younger, prettier one he's been seeing for 5 years.