Version 1: Guy is in love with a girl, or rather Woman, he considers his Trinity. They were momentarily not together for reasons similar to those found in La La Land. (Guess) Down and out and in Berlin for the weekend, he remembers a girl that liked him 10 years ago. He decides to send a booty call message. Fortunately, girl was not in town.
Version 2: Friend of Guy who has been wanting to get married and have kids since 2006 has secretly been reading girl’s blog and thinks of girl’s age, and assumes girl must be starting to have these ideas too. Although girl wasn’t interested 10 years ago, maybe she would be now. Friend knows girl liked Guy and so enlists Guy to help him ask girl out. Guy and his Trinity agree to help, almost like a bait and switch. Poor girl doesn’t have a clue.
Version 3: Another strange variation of 1 and 2. Guy confesses all he would want is free sex with girl, friend says he would love and marry girl. Guy agrees to help friend get married.
However, turns out girl who loves literature has yet to read Dante’s Divine Comedy so all references to the Inferno or Paradiso are lost on her in the beginning but not anymore. She also has almost no background in religious iconography. Apparently, these people only speak the language of Dante. Trinity gets frustrated and is almost yelling via Instagram my guy doesn’t like you, you’re not his type (double Ds), listen to the lyrics, someone else likes you, while the Guy is saying there is a beautiful red Woo-man that I love, you’re a ugly bat, chopsticks to wood, ice to the sun, asymmetry to symmetry, a car to a bridge. Girl has yet to fully realize the positive to her negative. So there is the girl like a goldfish in a bowl, singing “rainbow connection, your girl for all seasons, take me to church, love, love, love” even girl is starting to find herself cheesy, perhaps she was dishing too much cheese. Those songs helped fool her own mind. Laughing and cringing at the same time upon its reflection. Until finally, girl gets a rude awakening from a Stevie Wonder song.
Girl finally realizes the landscape of the land. Feels tricked into confession (Much ado About Nothing), violated (Steve Wonder’s Superstitious), experiences wrath (Sicily) and wants to punch someone in the face (Venice). Feels even without the sun, this might be giving her wrinkles. Girl doesn’t understand what were these people thinking? How worse would girl have felt if Another Guy hadn’t shown up in the picture, even if as a part of his own circus, to tell her – Guy is the devil. Another Guy is the devil too, but not as mean about it.
Not diplomatic, girl tries to get out of the situation fast. She starts proclaiming she has always loved Another Guy (which then sparks the wrath of his Trinity, his Beatrice and other various gardens) but this doesn’t work. Just creates another parody. No one believes Another Guy likes girl and yes, it was a charade to get me out of the first parody. Then everyone starts mobbing girl for being lustful, unloved spinster, a three-eyed moon, as the Guy’s really spacey love for his Trinity gets rubbed in her face. I wish they could see each other’s social media content as the parallels seem almost coordinated. I’ve stopped looking at the Trinities, can’t communicate with me that way. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ But those name-calling slights weren’t even the meanest thing of all, it was rather those backhanded disguised black holes eating my time, those little bones of confused mistaken identity and then to be told the real answer days later. But it never worked after that Stevie Wonder song (mallets and the sound of wood crowd control- Extremely Rude). “Why you gotta be so mean?” Do I have something you want? I’m the old (37-years-old), unloved spinster here remember. I should be the one talking mean shit all day long and according to Chris Rock, I would be allowed to. I can think of some mean things to say. I wish I could but I’m not gonna.
Girl is not sure what exactly is being attacked. Her flat-chestedness or her character? Her foolhardiness or the light-hearted use of the word love to people who think its use for them is ridiculous? The audacity to think either of the Guys would like her. The stupidity of thinking she could be an alternative option to a Trinity or the stupidity of not knowing what three cars in a parking lot could mean. Or is this just the terrorist antics of a lunatic defending his absolute religion? Bullying for your religion is a terrorist attack.
A trilogy, Beatrice, ice, a squeaky saxophone, chopsticks, how is anyone to know what these jumble of red herrings and mixed messaging is actually suppose to mean. I tried to test some of my friends and they thought I was speaking crazy. Friend, “You had me at Beatrice, who is Beatrice?” How was girl suppose to know there was a Trinity involved or that ice represents absence of love when she likes ice and stays clear of the sun. Or the idea of being with her would be like playing a chopstick piano after having played a beautiful baby grand Steinway made of the finest wood (the chopstick piano was also racially offensive but I let it slide because I’ve been living in the Western world with the face of an Asian all my life).
And so after having been thrown all these insults and all this hate, I can’t even post a video in which I am written into another story as the Farmer girl outside the City of God showered with some love, I have to be told I’m the muppet rabbit (fits with the Lucifer thread though). Ironically, that reversal just made your Trinity the Farmer girl from Oklahoma City, OK. You can’t separate the two.