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" Riddle riddle oh thou riddle!

Jasmine De Virginie has found her way back to the philosophical questions.

First of all, I would like to apologize to my loyal readers, followers and colleagues. Coming back after disappearing for 6 months does at least require a good explanation from my side and point of view.

Because as Voltaire once said:

True greatness consists in the use of a powerful understanding to enlighten oneself and others.

But do I understand it myself? How can I enlighten others if my mind is not clear?

After celebrating the fourth anniversary of my blog, I was contacted by one of my readers, which some of you may “know” as “Jack”.

Soon, Jack and I found out that we had much more in common. Not only philosophically spoken, but life didn’t always serve us the way it should have been. That said as a human being, since none of us know the true reason of life. Perhaps some of us have been given an unhappy or unpleasant life with the sole intention of making a difference to the world. Who will tell?

What I can tell you, is that Jack and I spend many hours online discussing and enjoying philosophical riddles.

Was Jack the reason for abandoning my interest in philosophy? That, I can not answer. As you notice, Jack has brought more unsolved riddles in my life.

The more I met Jack online, the more I got to know his human side… and probably the more I fell in love with the person “Jack” and his remaining mystery.

With that said, I admit my first error. A woman, handling philosophy with love, should never surrender to the virtual wor(l)d, since it would destroy everything I stand for. Yet I did, with consequences.

Did I enjoy the emails and the endless chats? Yes, I did.

Did I like the consequences? No, I did not.

Was it my responsibility? (Without hesitation) YES.

When I became convinced of Jack’s magic and sincerity, he entered into my brain, into my soul, into my sense and feeling, even into my joy. The walls of my prison crumbled and fell. The dungeon was flooded with light and all the bolts and bars and manacles became dust. I was no longer a servant, a serf, or a slave. I was free–free to think, to express my thoughts–free to use all my senses, free to spread imagination’s wings, free to investigate, to guess and dream and hope, free to determine for myself… (my own words would never clarify it as well as the words of Robert G. Ingersoll)

Sadly I made the wrong choice and spread my wings of imagination and dreams too far when I continued the contact with Jack and even gave him my address because he thought that “writing on paper made our contact more real in an already very unrealistic world”. (then why exactly was it that I never received your address in return?)

Was it worth it? I met a (virtual) beautiful person and received many gorgeous letters. I was capable of experiencing a magical feeling and found a philosophical soulmate yet it didn’t last.

Suddenly, there was a break in the continuity of our contact. The last letter received dates back from may 2009 and remains a mystery.

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This letter brought back the philosophical person in me. Many questions are attached to this letter.

Why are the stars sacrificed by angels? Aren’t angels supposed to be “good”?

Why do the angels play their guitars (= why do they want to bring comfort/peace) while they have just sacrificed 2 stars?

Why do the stars want to write historical memoirs? They are stars. Aren’t they supposed to “just” shine?

Why would a star choose to navigate it’s life?

How could a star make a decision? In this case, how would it know when to turn aside?

Why would 2 stars want to duel?

And last but certainly not least, why does it have to be on the 12th night?

I do believe this poem holds a bigger meaning, but I never managed to receive an answer.

I have encountered many riddles in life, yet this one is impossible for me to solve.

To Jack:

Perhaps A. E. Poe was right when he said that “everything is but a dream within a dream.” I must admit that while I seek to solve the mystery and riddle of your being, I am forcing my spirit against the wishes of my heart. If I accept you as who you were with me, I would make this tragedy even worse. But if I accept you as an unreal imagination, I am forcing you to become one. Were you real or were you not? Were you a player or were you not? Where are you? Only you can know.

The truth is the light and light is the truth. Sadly, I’m traveling through the dark.

Caught in desire, you see only the manifestations. Free from desire, you realize the mystery. I do realize the mystery, but I am still caught in desire.

You left in the shadow, traceless. If only I’d have your address, I’d book a flight, but with only an email in my hand, the plane would never land.

The real question isn’t whether or not “you” exist, but even if you do, what riddles would you really solve?

In the end, I will not remember the words of your being, but the silence of your soul.

If it was so, it might be; and if it were so, it would be; but as it isn’t, it ain’t.

Still I am inclined to say “thank you” because without you, I didn’t do anything by half. You made me build castles in the air and assured that my “work” will never be lost.

Sometimes the truth hurts. And sometimes it feels real good. This time, it caused an explosion of the heart. But can I say that the truth hurts, if I don’t know what the truth holds for me? I saw this experience as being the fault of my own nature. I accepted it but didn’t deal fully with it yet.

If you read this, then I hope everything is going well with you.

If somehow you won’t find your way, then maybe it is meant to be.

Hope she will not delete her post, can someoe insert that letter picture here, i don't know how.

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