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Password Hell

Dear Har-old,

Australian musician Michael Hutchence said,  “It’s just as difficult to live in a self-made hell of privacy as it is to live in a self-made hell of publicity.”

You have been really giving me the Erica Albright as of lately:

“The internet’s not written in pencil, Mark, it’s written in ink.”

Do you only hear blah blah blah Har-old, blah blah blah Har-old, blah blah blah Har-old?


You take things so personal you totally MISS the words surrounding your name.

I will NOT apologize.

I am NOT changing my writing style.

I have balanced the pen on the paper well between them lines of Har-old and the rest of the world.

Yes! You ARE unique, you ARE special, you ARE different, you ARE great BUT you are relatable, kid.

I’m using that as bait, don’t you see?

Hell, if you think I’m being too “personal” in these letters you haven’t read nothing yet.

I wouldn’t dare … or would I???


But …

I got sympathy for my “old” self and I will give you complete control over these Too Personal To Publicize letters.

I will give you a password and who you share that password with is in your  total control.

But I have a feeling it’s going to be no one at all. It’s a reason why I’m calling them Too Personal To Publicize. But if you do share it, I advise people who you’re already close to or people who you want to get close to … those lucky individuals!

The only thing I will make public about these Too Personal To Publicize letters is the headline.

Now this doesn’t mean I will stop writing the standard letters. The standard letters will still be consistent.

The Too Personal To Publicize letters will be slow.


Because turning a sheet of paper into a mirror takes time.

You have been warned.


Futuristically yours,



Do Not Look Down!

Rope Knot Sculpture
Sculpture of a knot in a rope

Dear Har-old,

President Thomas Jefferson said, “When you reach the end of your rope, tie a knot in it and hang on.”

Because there is NO ground when you’re at the end of your rope.

No floor!

Lose your grip and fall forever.

Scary, isn’t it?

Pull yourself up.

Remember: Your strength comes from your struggles.

Before you know it, your feet will be where your hands was.

You’re an accomplice in your own frustration.

Think about it.

Har-old, you need a hobby…bad.

Something totally unrelated to the Yeebizan, reading and studying social media material, future planning and just everything you normally do.

You need something to take your mind off the things it’s ALWAYS on.

Your mind needs a break.

Maybe you need to start back playing video games. Or maybe, writing songs again. Maybe going out somewhere: park, club, museum, tour, a friend’s house, etc.

Or maybe you just need to create a “release” room where you can scream and break things. You know, jumping on couches, taking a hammer to the television set, punching walls, flipping tables, whatever!

Something totally unrelated will provide that much-needed fresh mind when you tackle work again.

Before you know it, your feet will be where your hands was-on the knot.

Futuristically yours,


I’m Not Just A Pretty Face …

Dear Har-old,

Actress Candice Bergen said, “Though beauty gives you a weird sense of entitlement, it’s rather frightening and threatening to have others ascribe such importance to something you know you’re just renting for a while.”

I want you to separate these women:

The woman you can tolerate listening to ONLY if you can see her face.

And the woman you can listen to regardless of seeing her or not.


Because the first one will die soon; the second one will live forever.

Look like a man; think like a woman.

Your fellow-man approaches that phrase the other way around:

They are the only male student at a all-girl-school with the teachers being ALL men.

Find a woman that invests more in her forever mind than her dying looks.

You can learn something from women if you close your eyes and open your ears.

Futuristically yours,


P.S. Stop looking at that picture!

The Most Important Thing In Life…Aren’t Things

Broken heart sewn back together
Broken heart sewn back together

Dear Har-old,

You knew the answer to that was people.

But it didn’t mean nothing to you yesterday.

Today. Today. Today.

Right now it has meaning, doesn’t it?

‘Era IS that person.

I know you’re in pain, hurt. But she didn’t do this to you. Har-old, you did this to yourself.

Get out of your own way. The most difficult thing you will ever do is master self.

Dry your eyes.

You have to do EVERYTHING in your power to NOT lose her.

Which will happen as long as the minus sign is in your name.

Remember Napoleon Hill’s secretary story? All except one promoted themselves to better jobs elsewhere. And he married the one he didn’t want to lose.

That’s going the extra mile.

You have to do EVERYTHING in your power to NOT lose her.

And that’s including doing something you don’t want to do.

You come first until the new habits become second nature. Practice +new.

That minus sign will subtract important people out of your life.

I talk to you like you another person but that’s because you ARE.

I can NOT believe I use to be you. I really can’t. It’s shocking.

Har-old, you have the power. Use it or lose it.

EVERYTHING in your power to NOT lose her.

Futuristically yours,


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