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~Yea 'Tame', you're actually right. Sorry. Should have been more careful what I said. No one knows what will happen in the long run. He started out so happy and full of life, no matter any circumstances around him, and that joy spread to everyone else as well. Then...the problems started. It's true, that when I was growing up, my parents were the sort of character termed Neurotic. They didn't do anything about their awful situation, and I became an angry child out of it, and started lashing out at others around me. It took me a while of learning, and cooling off before I could get back to a normal, what they call Genital type personality.

~No 'myfavorite', not plaque...haha...plague. It's a description of an illness of the personality.

~And perhaps you're correct there '7e7e7' maybe his 'fans' are something that he has had a big problem with. I for one, play a part in that. It was back in the early 80ies I had to write him to find out who he was. That is what started our strange relationship. He already had that negative aspect to him, and I had mine. I was having fun and wrote one day in crayon to him, haha! for a laugh...and that is the first time I realized his bitter side. He wrote back not to me, but in his song, "act your age not your shoe size" and I knew right away that he had taken it personally, and was in some kind of power play with me.

He was using manipulation all along. He had his fine true emotions, yea, at the same time, his upbringing was not very good, and he possibly had learned to dominate others in order to not be hurt. And stardom was a way to most likely escape from the pain he had endured as a child.

I on the other hand would not be dominated. And any attempt to try to manipulate by making me jealous, I saw right through. I demanded he treat me like a regular human being, and if he was, and yes he was, attracted to me, then I expected him to write me a letter in return, or at least call me if he planned to come over. He didn't. He just popped in one day to my parents home and I was in the process of dying my hair..so I didn't answer the door...and no one else answered it, as they were all busy. So he left. That's when he wrote the song "kiss" which probably would subconsciously be haha "kill" ...lol.

I was still in love with him, and I know he was too with me. He was making a movie which I had no idea what it was about. I left my parents home because of the problems that my brother, (alcohol and drugs) was creating, mostly violence, and my parents weren't doing anything about. It was horrible and yes, I had my own problems with my parents. I went to Toronto, thinking I heard him say something in that song to me. So when I was there, I had hardly any money, and was looking for a job. The person who helped me that day in T.O. was Gregory. He let me stay at his place until I found a new one. Well we started being together. And Prince had another silly surprise out there which once again went all wrong for him. I saw the movie Under the C.M with Gregory and realized what that surprise was. But he had another surprise.

He came around in July or August and was spying on me. He saw Gregory and I together one evening and begam spinning, screeching the wheels of his BMW sports car...or was it a Porsche? all the way up and down the street...Ellis street to be exact. He was so stupidly jealous because I was with Gregory, he couldn't even put the facts together that I was in a crisis situation, and if he had so much, he certainly didn't do anything to help me out. And yet, his jealousy was so voracious, it ate him right up. It was just irrational and ridiculous, because the whole time, I was only trying to be with him. It really hurt me that power play of his.

The next time he came around that I know of, was in 1996. I was back in Windsor. And another surprise ensued. If he could learn to bend his ways and not surprise someone like that, then perhaps we could have met a long time ago. But no. His ego was too great and the game playing, power tripping went on. He ended up leaving because I was too angry that day and he ticked me off in the midst of my anger. I thought some Arab guy was following behind me, like they do pester us women in this city, and I so dislike to be harrassed by wolfish men. But when I turned around, it was him in a car, following me, like creeping behind me. I was shocked. I tried to meet him. But he kept playing games moving the car, back and forth like in the movie purple rain where he's on the bike moving it further and further away from what's her name? I left.

That was the last time I saw him. When I found out he was getting married and it was because she was pregnant, well I was hurt. After all that, he acted like nothing happened between us. So he named the child Gregory. What the hell for? You see? Emotionally plagued. He would name the child after a guy who made him feel so jealous it spoilt him poisonously. Maybe that's why the child died.

So what I'm saying, is that he has this wall built up, and all those emotions stuck inside of him, which he is not dealing with. That is why he is having so hard a time functioning. That is what they call the emotionally plagued personality.

I had a friend Brian, who was also born in the year 1958. He demonstrated the same traits as Prince. When a person hugged him, he was cold, just like my mother. Just stood there, and it felt like they would freeze right up under you. And you can't hug them, because something holds back their inner being. I worked on Brian pretty diligently to help him loosen up and open his true feelings. The result was everyone loved him after a while. He worked in a factory driving a jitney, and then when he got lung cancer, he had more friends in his entire life then, and it was the most beautiful thing to see...that everyone wanted to be around him. So, it's not like a person can't heal. They can. They must deal with their inner workings...being honest with themself. That is the only way Prince will have a chance at changing his life for the better. If he refuses to acknowledge his part in this situation, then he is only pushing out his own heart and his own fans, and everything good for him...until there is nothing left to stick around for.

So. I hope you all can understand my concern for him. It's also for all of you. I would so much like for you all to help one another out...to see that there are issues inside each one of us, that needs to be dealt with. U know? Understand one another. Then we will love one another too. And we all will be a happier people.