I cannot recall how many times I have revised Leslie‘s spirit within myself over the years. The point is that everytime she mirroed herself into my heart, she was not the same as before. Never. Everytime you look, a bit more awesome, a crunch more hippie, a smarter, lighter and prettier Les will come out. Les’ spirit is a wild one, and it will never accept less than before. And she will, by the way, remind you of that – so you don’t fall behind! By the way: let’s put that feature of her into Mom’s copyright, shall we?
..And so it was that it had to be a smart-ass spirit like Eric to grab on Les. Master Eric always flows in the air, so as to avoid bothering those around him. And yet, his mere presence makes him always noticeable. His glow I guess, accounts for that. Eric smiles and exhudes peace and heart. And manhood. But most of all, he has the power of turning the silence into light, sounds or waves that will caress you into happyness – just because you were around.
And they both crushed on each other. Big time.
And they both keep on pushing the limits. Together.
And I love them for what they are: true brother and sister to me. Dear soul-mates of my life.