I have endlessly given my time and energy to hide all the crap around forums and clubs.
I have endlessly solicit people I know in real life to join me to make this place readable to wise minds. I have gathered people from the village to talk to me through theglobe.com as a tool to communicate. People from my village know that I have lost my vocal cords.
Very few people and close friends went all out to learn sign language to read me when I sign. I have done pages to this form and media. and I think those that bothered to look in and understand what it is, and how difficult it is to communicate, let alone the meaning of words in whole.
My dream as a child, was to be singer and a lyricist. I wrote French poetry since I was nine years old, which some of them I used in songs (my teen-boyfriend use to write the music part) Yes! I sung a few of them before I lost my vocal cords.
My voice use to be very close to Taylor Dayne.. My mom still has all the cassettes of all my rehearsals and practices. I haven't heard them for decades. I don't want too, it's too painful,
I made believe that I was born voiceless, and get on with my life. Or some time I vision myself that I lost myself on planet earth out from another Galaxy... from a world were no one had voices, where people only communicate through thoughts. Where people had four eyes to see better.. and such thing like we see in Star Trek. I read numerous books about transcendent thoughts and mind-reading to make it work. (did it really?) I do have telepathic thoughts only with people I really love and are very close to me, like my sister Enny, and my dear friend (and cousin Delphine) - and my husband and recently my step kids.
As a mater of fact when my cousin and I were kids (as young as babies) we started our own language no one else understood. We used it all our lives, till I lost my voice. (as everyone knows I lost my voice when my brother drove himself to death and run the car over a cliff in the surrounding of Luxembourg.. I survived but he and his girlfriend died instantly. I hanged in there on a hospital bed for three months agonized with my throat slit and about a dozen of doctors working on my throat to make it work properly... the only flop of that little incident, I lost my vocal cords.
Ironically, just when we drove to this party my driving-drunk brother and I, were uttering about the future, and how well off would I be if I become a renown singer? (seemingly I had a lot of potential, from looks to charisma and talent, they said) Yes I had high plans, as they say. Just a few minute before the deadly crash, he asked 'if in my fame', was I going to buy him a new car he so much wanted.? Well we were teens and a nice looking car means the world and everything.
To make it short, an entire decade went by, when I discovered on my birthday (5 years ago) that my sister had a great gift for me, a password and a membership to this place with the username "Ranaki"
I already had this usernamne on Tripod, so she thought I really wanted to keep it on... (she knows me well) I immediately adopted this site as my best tool and playground to communicate with the world. I was not a newbie on computers because I already had most of the know-how I needed to be a cool surfer. Beside, I learned everything from scratch.. right before the beanstalk grew high, or should I call it bean-stocks? I wanted to invest everything I had in this site. (everything I had, even my soul) I'm not a floozy even if I had come across as one to a few; that I was?. I might have played it.. What better place to play around, but on theglobe.com.
What better place to be a visionary cyber floozy on the web and 'not' in real life! But I was never here to steal away loved ones to make them my lover, oh please get a life! (even thought I'm a voiceless-cripple like "Jung" called me, boyfriends were at my door like flies, one of them was my present husband. (this part is for my mom to read) + (Salut Maman cherie, je t'aime, larmes a l'oeil gauche) yes my mom reads me in here and a few other forums, she likes to keep track on me because she feels closer when she does all the way from Luxembourg, so does my husband sometimes when he's in NYC!
So does my close friend YUbin, my cousins, (Salut Effy je t'aime aussi) - so does my uncle which only live across the street, my little world the globe. What a wonderful name to feel the grandeur of life under through a witty keyboard .
Anna*
aka Ranaki
But the menace himself, that person that doesn't want to hear me voice my opinion for some strange reason.
I'm taking this to the Media! The demise of free speech is not to be tolerate.!
