My spiritual exercises
utorak, 14.11.2017.
„TO CAST A PRYING EYES“ - CHARLIE SHEEN WAS ONCE ERROL FLYNN!
Over the last several months I developed a kind of special relationship with actor Charlie Sheen (and with Kaley Cuoco too, over last year and half), whatever that would mean. So, I'll call him „friend“ - even under quotation marks, he's still some kind of friend, not only relative and colleague from the past lives.
So, the news is that Charlie was not only Hollywood king in this life, but in his past (that is, the last before this, present, i.e. penultimate) life, as well. So, in his last incarnation before this he was... Errol Flynn, one of the most popular actors from 1930s to 1950s. As I was incarnation of Humphrey Bogart, we knew each other, we had mutual friends (David Niven, for instance) but it seems that we were not close friends, paying each other home visits, sharing parties etc. We were two most popular (and probably most paid) actors of Warner Bros. in 1942, after we had enormous success with our movies, my „Casablanca“, and his „They Died with Their Boots On“, film about general Custer. He only in that year became US citizen, being born in Australia, in 1909.
Errol Flynn was born on 20th of June, that means that his Sun sign is Gemini. Charlie's Sun sign is Virgo, with Ascendent in – Gemini. Their physical resemblance is more than obvious, their ancestry is similar – Irish, English, Scottish, with additional Charlie's Mexican.
By reading Flynn's biography I cannot fail to notice some further similarities in traits of their character. For instance: „Flynn developed a reputation for womanizing, hard drinking, chain smoking, and, for a time in the 1940s, narcotics abuse”. Sounds familiar, I guess.
And now we have something special, concerning Flynn, and I surmise (only surmise), that it could somehow, even if just remotely, be linked with my ‘friend’, too. “Flynn had various mirrors and hiding places constructed inside his mansion, including an overhead trapdoor above a guest bedroom for surreptitious viewing”. It’s not that I say that Charlie does the same in his house, but... if Errol Flynn had such proclivities, I guess that my ‘friend’ is not totally deprived of them, to put it mildly.
Well, I carefully read his poem, entitled “I-Media-Etly”. It seems that he’s pissed off by media’s prying eyes (maybe the lines are dedicated to some other prying eyes, too, who knows). “In a void space of luck, they run and they duck...” Having in mind ambiguity of meaning of ‘run’ and ‘duck’ ... good pun, Charlie. Good lines, you could be excellent poet, my ‘friend’. But, how can you present yourself to the public as victim, while being paid 1.8 million per episode. Is not there some kind of compensation included, eh?
