People...

 

People are already running from me. I told them about this and they wouldn't listen or they wouldn't believe and now they are seeing that I was on the money. It's understandable, it freaks people out. It freaked you out for goodness sakes! So many miserable, lonely, bitter people in the world, they hate their jobs, hate their spouses, hate their lives, they live in a constant state of where I was yesterday, just constantly frustrated and hate, hate, hate...They will never win or find happiness. They are jealous. I just can't do it. I might get caught in that trap every once in a while but I'm gonna tell ya, "God didn't put me here not to have a good time". Period. Purpose in life? Be happy, have joy, have contentment, make peace with yourself.

 

I knew in my gut and I trusted my intuition and I trusted the answers to my prayers...at times Virgie I swear it was like I could hear him saying in a loud fatherly pissed off voice to me when I wanted to give up "How dare you! This is not your choice! You will suck it up and you will go get what I have brought to you, now go!" I would get up, the tears would stop almost immedietly and I would be like "Well shit, there went that idea...alright then...lets see...where was I? What was my next plan of action?" It was literally like that. Espically after getting home from the trip to Cookville, the package coming back in the mail, and the night in the Motel Six room alone on the Baxter trip. On those occasions in particular and on plenty of others, he carried me, no way I or any other human could have made it through those events without his helping hands.

Of this I have no doubt, none...I'll tell any body that will listen.

 

People just don't wanna believe, it's a choice they are making.

 Shame on 'em.

Cause we're living proof.

And we got a story to tell people.