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Monday, November 12, 2012

Money Changes Everything - Invisible Disease's

Kindred,

I have learned the hard way, once again, just how much money changes everything.

I have learned through these pressing times over the past four or so years, while going through these invisible disease's and the multiple surgeries and hospitalizations, who my friends really are. I do believe there is room on one hand...

...they're rare, too few and way so far in between. These are the One's who do not abandon a Kindred One, when times go sour. When One is infected and infested with the invisible disease's -friends don't turn their backs on Folks. I bet when I as fit and healthy Folks took all they could. It's different now. I have learned through these changes in Life and Health status's, just who my Kinfolk are too. It's really a pity, because I am so often treated with more respect and kindness by total strangers than them in my Circle. How is it that Kin grow bitter and angry over One's disability? No sense this makes. No, none at all.

The Great One, blessed me with an awesome memory and my memory serves me very well.

I don't ask for shit from anybody. I don't want shit from anybody, but I tell you what, these Folks have treated me just like those I used to know when I stopped smoking or drinking or having party times. JUST like them bastards too! And actually, I don't know if there's much of a difference between these sort...

...them who leach when the going is good and then abandon Relation's when times get bad are just that - "leaches". These are the type who smile and laugh in your face and then bite the back of your neck. These are the sort who have come into your lodge and have broken bread and made promise after promise after promise. Yes, it's true and yes, this gets so old. It's the same old song. But I be damned if this shit is not played over and over again in my life and on My Path. I ask myself, when will I learn? When will I see Folk's for who and what they truly are. When? Seen.

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