The world is trying to get its act together, and I am doing what I can in a practical way - and also continue to dream.
Hello, Mr. unkown,in an international Newspaper ("Frankfurter Allegemeine Zeitung", FAZ) I saw today a picture of you! By the reading of the text I asked for myself: is it the truth or ist it only a joke!I great youDr.Joachim Schröder
Dear Mr. Joshua Persky,I am a Finnish authoress and my spouse is Mr. Jarmo Ylänen. We are international artists, www.artstargate.comI have seen you a weeks ago by Finnish TV. You are a great man. You have now a lot of friends worldwide. I want to contact with you now, because we are here a poor artists. We need your help. Can you take contact with e.g.businessman of Hong Kong or somebody else people who could help us with financing, please?I am a poor little woman like 150 centimetres and 30 kilograms with poor health. I want to tell you that I have a bad scolioses in my back of spinal column. Sorry for my poor English.When I was 2 years old child I fell to the well (it´s place to draw water from the well ). An Angel saved me from death, but I was seriously injured. Doctors can´t help me. Never. For scoliose I have insufficiency with my heart and lungs and I haven´t physical strength like with healthy people. I get tired very easily and I look like hybrid of Alien.Dear Joshua, I FEAR for my coming years here in Finland, because I don´t want to end up in institutional care here, because here ill-treat the disabled and old people with abandon and death, if people are poor people. For this reason I need now your help with all kind people help worldwide, because here nobody help me to carry out my hope. Here disabled people feels discrimination also.I know that I must live in Finland for the rest of my life, because I haven´t place to emigrate and no money to carry out any dreams. I tried to immigrate to Florida in the year 1975, when I visited in Florida with Finnish people whom live there in Lake Worth. I was there for sing to Finnish people. I was there one month but nobody helped me to move over there. I wonder why? So, I must live in Finland with fear.For this reason I want to set up here my own private a little Senior Housing for like-minded old poor and lonely artists. Then I could live there with Jarmo and staff ( with safe for the rest of my life ) and a few other artists good life without fear with friendly staff whom will take carry of us with warm-hearted. But no money to carry out this dream. I have tried to get sponsor money or financing loan (worldwide) for buying here a real estate for setting up this Senior Housing, but nothing, not even reply. Nobody care. It is very hard, cold and lonely to live in Finland...people like me.Here is just now for sale a suitable real estate. I would like to buy it and set up there this home for us and for old poor artists, as soon as possible, but no funds. I need support/ financing loan 1 million euro. Can you help me to get this funds by you? Can you take contact with a some businessman worldwide for helping me? Can you send this my email to a some Newspaper for bublish that everybody knows (worldwide) how it is hard to live in Finland the life of disabled.I have written a great book of The Star Traveller in Finnish and I would like to get over it also in English to worldwide market, but no money to do it. I love U.S.A. I feel that I am American people because I was born in July 4, 1948.Please, help me and reply me soon. God pless you ! Sincerely yours, Anne Pajuluoma.
To dream the impossible dream
To fight the unbeatable foe
To bear with unbearable sorrow
To run where the brave dare not go
To right the unrightable wrong
To love pure and chaste from afar
To try when your arms are too weary
To reach the unreachable starThis is my quest
To follow that star
No matter how hopeless
No matter how farTo fight for the right
Without question or pause
To be willing to march into Hell
For a heavenly causeAnd I know if I'll only be true
To this glorious quest
That my heart will lie peaceful and calm
When I'm laid to my restAnd the world will be better for this
That one man, scorned and covered with scars
Still strove with his last ounce of courage
To reach the unreachable star- Joe Darion, Man of La Mancha
Here is an Elvis version:
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