I feel as if I just got whacked by a baseball bat with a swing from a major league home run hitter both psychologically and emotionally. I'm cast adrift in a mess of what the f**! and complete surprise. 23AndMe.Com a DNA matching company insists i am not a Mahler by DNA at all whatsoever. I am an Italian with the dna paternal last name of Romano. My DNA father has Parkinson's, prostrate cancer, my 1/2 sister is 45 years old, legally blind and has type 1 diabetes. Her ma Carol is floored and had nothing to do with Clement during the 1960's as my ma was with him exclusively prior to meeting my "adopted" father, Richard Mahler. Everything about me that I grew to know and love is completely false of my supposed German/English heritage. Gustav Mahler? Not a chance. I learned there are two Taylors in my family, a Markel in California, a Harris in the Midwest and all are 4th cousins. Meghan Markel, Kamala Harris and Roger Taylor is a stretch but that's not all. Although my ma is polish, I am directly related to Marie Antionette and the current Queen of Englands husband by so many generations, I could marry a royal and get away with it. I feel helplessly cast adrift, not knowing anything at all whatsoever other than what you read here. My mouth has been non stop on the phone with complete strangers about the subject, nearly 95% of the talk all from my compensating mind out my mouth. I'm floored absolutely floored. If this is what floored feels like my head is numb. I can't cry, I can't laugh, I cant sing, I can't do anything but barely deal with this. To put the cherry on top, ASCAP at my request cut ties with me officially today and inside this week I'll be a full fledged member of BMI, a company extremely friendly with ReverbNation and Reverbs 5+ million artists including Queen unlike the complete opposite ASCAP.
I want to run
I want to hide
I want to tear down the walls
that hold me inside
I want to reach out And touch the flame
Where the streets have no name.
Sorry Queen, but there is not one song in your arsenal other than my nickname "Funny How Love Is" that comes remotely close to my upside down 52 year young life is now.
God save the Queen..