GroundControl

To GroundControl42, with Love from Mercury3
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Today is the 30th of March, 2009. Which, if I've done my maths correctly means it must be your 32nd birthday (or something like that)! I have told you on more than one occasion how dear you have become to me over the past ten years. Ten years! This September will be ten whole trips we have zipped around the Sun at 67,062 miles per hours together-- 5,874,631,272 miles we've held on for dear life to this lovely, fuzzy, delicious, sunny, forest-and-water-clad chunk of rock in space with one another. I can't even begin to pretend that I've spent that whole time with you, nor could I con you into believing that you have been in my head through each of these miles, yet the fact remains the same. We still share this crazy ride together, and having you along makes the trip so much easier.

I would have never guessed, meeting you the first hour of the first day of high school, that you would have evolved into the beautiful girl you are now. We were such dorks back then (and maybe we still are)! It's funny though; I've always thought you were a beautiful girl-- a classic beauty since day one. In a world that can be so convoluted by the experience and actions of man (and woman), you have always brought a fresh, honest breeze. While you hair might not be the same colour, your eyes and your smile and your soul have never changed. In a world where the mind and spirit are masked behind gossip, consumerism, and the mob-mentality of culture, you have always stood independent in my mind.

I know sometimes you get anxious, and I do too.I know sometimes keeping your balance (in body, mind and spirit) while along for a ride can be a tough trick, but it's okay. You're doing such a good job. Most seem to not even know how stand on their own, and you dance so freely on this planet. Most people are just starting to learn to crawl forward, and you seem to be making leaps and bounds. Most people clutch to the hands of those above them, barely able to keep their balance, and you have both hands free to do as you please. All of this is some stupid poetic illusion to the fact that you're an honest and free creature, while the average mook hasn't seen enough to form an opinion of their own. While people like John Q. Public and Suzi Fucksanidiot frantically grasp on to their college education, sitting in a cubicle, slaving for the man, you stand laughing in your very, very little black dress sipping a beer. You dance. You go where you want. You make the choices you choose to involve yourself in.That spirit makes the world so much more worth being on. Not just for me, but for everyone.

A free spirit is rare, and is a valuable commodity to inspire the masses, but you're more. On top your independence and your beauty, you bring benevolence to all. With this you inspire beauty in others. Simply surfing this planet so fluidly inspires others to consider what it may be like to let go of the bullshit that holds them down and stand on their own. At least, you do for me when I find myself weak. You have made me so very proud. It is an honour to call you my friend. I can't wait to write you another letter, after another decade, describing where you have gone and what you have done and how you have brought beauty.

You are truly an Aries, full of fire and passions. Full of opinions and experiences. Many happy, some sad, but all of which are real. All of which are of value and contribute to the lovely woman you continue to develop into. I could pretend that astrology is some real and mystical tool of man instead of a primitive way to translate the heavens into dates and times. I could tell you the the influence of the first light to hit your eyes from the stars you were born under inspire who you are and who you may become, but I think perhaps you understand these things better than that. That fate is nothing compared to the fire within. The light of stars may influence who we are, but it is in reverence for their beauty not because of their connection to the fates. Sunspots, on the other hand...

If spirit is defined as the energy from inside us and this energy fuels our actions, then your kind and honest energy has blessed a massive chunk of the Earth. Your spirit is strong and free from the alienation of others. I know over the years, my hippie-dippy attitude might have been a bit odd to understand. Further more, I can't say that we've ever been close in a traditional sense, but I can easily say that you are one of the few fleshy bodies lost in the sea of the Universe that I can trust. Thank you, GroundControl -- for doing nothing but being you! I love you very, very much and will always freely choose to spend my energy to help you. You're going places, my dear. I will surely invest to make sure you get where you're going!

You are beautiful.