I’ve been writing my autobiography for fifteen years, which includes much information about my late sister who was a world famous artist. I do not post on her life because parasites have fed off her fame. I offered to teach Belle Rosamond’s style, believing she was border-line homeless,
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“On Saturday, April 19, 2014 9:34 PM, Belle Burch wrote:
Hey Jon,
It’s Belle. Still wondering if you’re real. Thank you again for the bike. Let’s set up a time for me to do some modeling. Thurs and Fri are possibilities for me.
By the way, Why “John Ambrose”? Is that your middle name? Nom de plume? Highly synchronistic, as my current partner’s legal first name is Ambrose. I’m very curious about this.Also, I thought you preferred to spell your name without the “h”?
Here’s the poem I said I’d send you.
Haven’t read any of your emails yet, will get to that soon.”
When I first lay eyes on Belle Burch, the first word that came to my mind was “Wife”. Two days ago I sent Belle a e-mail wherein I called her my Disciple. I told Belle there is no greater love that a Master has for his disciple, for I was feeling this highest form of Love. I did not know this until I came to understand why I had chosen Belle to be the Heir to my knowledge. This is Elijah passing on his gift of prophecy to Elisha. I have long wondered if Elisha was woman.
I have not heard from Belle in three days because I suggested her lover wanted her to meet with me to see if there was a any money in this legacy – for him and his cause! There is a story about Sampson’s wife being plied to get her to give away the…
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