the price has finally come down to where I can afford it. Call me. My # is 555-get-laid.

Sometimes when i think of the inevitable, i wonder to myself how so unfair, but maybe its a glimpse of what eternity could be like...

Who knows where we go when we die. So i live and i let life be.

Life is beautiful, be you, be beautiful.  

zp  

I came near death twice............

*  Circa 1976 I was five years old and my mother and I had just came home from wherever.  My mother went into my parents bedroom and I was in the fridge.  I heard a primal scream from my mother and then I yelled "Mom" grabbed a butcher knife ran to the steps and saw a guy running down our stairs.  He pushed me against the closet door and I passed out.  Woke up to find my father talking to police officers and laying in my mothers lap.

Long story short father bought a security alarm and a gun.  

I never forget that day had I not been home (even at a young age) what COULD have happened to my mother.

*  1992 my friend and I went to visit another friend at OSU for the annual block party weekend.  Long story short the night ended by a police officer telling me "I never shot my weapon but tonight you almost died".  I know he meant it because our stupid drunken college student actions deserved such a response.

God truly has granted me more than I deserve.  

I know it EVEN THOUGH I DON'T SOMETIMES ACT LIKE IT.

rt

I've been to the razors edge more times than I can count. I died once.

It shakit shakes me up for split second then I realize it means I should say a prayer for him and then I realize that you cannot be sad over things you have to just keep in mind that we are all going to die someday and that there is nothing sad about it.
just the way his face looks when he was laying in the casket as I know it sounds extra him its a vision that even three years later on a daily basis it flashes in my mind
tonight on the Grammys they sang a song Ringo Starr sang the song about the photograph.
and it definitely made me think of my father
I learned how quick people can go because my father got diagnosed with flu carriage disease and lung cancer at the same time and within 12 months he was gone that fast.
and to make it more tragic I unfortunately was in prison when I found out his diagnosis as well as in prison for his wake
I suppose I may have the vision of his face everyday because it may have been a little bit more trying for me because I was in handcuffs and had to police escort with me when I went to his funeral in South Boston
and unfortunately I didn't get to hug and a family because they have you go in the day before your families there when the funeral how is empty.
that's a good reminder but people like me I already live my life like that I've already had my scares.
or my reminders of how precious life is
and how fast it can be ripped away from you
to make matters worse that you're my father died when I was away in prison my uncle also died of a tragic accident instantly and then one of my cousins overdose on cocaine
VI a needle
and unfortunately his daughter my cousin was in prison with me and she just like me had to go to our fathers wake in handcuffs it was quite the family reunion
I am glad you had a brush with death and you are now living your life more fuller because of it
always remember
pain is weakness leaving the bod