I've Had One Snap

Well, hello there,

I've had a spell of ill health issues and have had to deal with these, my innards. Which is my way of life now, my occupation is to take care of my health. I have finally and very truly accepted this life of mine. Yes, my life is one that will have it's many pains, medicine and deafness. For some reason, I think, I may have had a hope that every thing was going to be different, be alright. Well, hell, I know now that this is my 'alright' and my 'different way of life'. It's about damned time, en'it? Kind One's, I mustn't and will not apologize for what has been a constant battle with these diseases dwelling within this skin and skull of mine. No, something without warning struck my face and screamed, "wake up dude!' and it was God. And I think I have learned now not too feel so damned apologetic to some sad ass individuals in my family or my circles.

Folk's, I have Health Issues, multiple. You wouldn't understand. It's a Meniere's thing. Let me share that over these first few/couple weeks of 2014, my eyes have been opened and my need to talk of illness diminishes in a good way with each passing day.

Yes, for sometimes too many reasons I felt compelled to apologize for being sick. Oh, he's asleep my wife would report to the caller on the telephone. Or I would say, oh, I'm sorry that I can't do that with you or her or him because my body feels like a sac of left overs from the BBQ grill! No, better yet, like that sac of dog shit you picked up while walking your Great Dane. Yes, that's it. So then, let me share this and explain something real quick. I have had Kin Folk and Kindred become bitter and or angry with attitude because of me not being able to participate in a function. Truth.

Folks, I swear, I have had an occasion to have one damned "snap"! Oh yeah, I'm quite sure you know what I've said. Folks speak of so and so having 'snapped' and got Baker Acted, or was smashed by a car or truck, or train, better yet, the poor fool jumped off of this horribly long and very tall bridge that crosses the bay down South of here. Look, I'm not saying anything that isn't true. Stuff like this happens here in my part of the U.S.A. every damned day. I have had the unfortunate business of having to Baker Act two people in my life. It is not a pretty sight and well, really, that's just not my scene. You see? Neither is jumping, cutting in an act of self-slay, or car's, trucks, and trains. For shits sake, I'm here to stay - as long as Great Spirit will have me here anyways, and here is where I'll be. Life is so short, my Kind One's, that most Folks don't even comprehend the briefness (?) of our lives. Seen. As today is a good day to die it is as well a wonderful day to be alive...

...as I inhale and exhale a long slow cleansing breathe, a fortunate one. It is with bountiful blessings I have 'reason' in my beliefs towards and with My Great Spirit, and my relationship's with God, His Son, His Mother, Queen of The Universe's, and The Holy Ghost. I am Blessed by the Wonderful Life Forces of the Angels and Arch Angels. I walk along.

I think it's so weird that some folks thought I was a Godless Spirit. Oh, my dear. Them and their one dimensional ways of living, their scattered mindedness and aimless chatter of supposed knowledge of all that is worldly and Godly. Your words and beliefs are here today and gone tomorrow, please, simply understand I no longer accept your ill ways as a part of mine. No, I don't want anymore of your clever enquiry's. The day's of your ill gotten questions and answer sessions are done. No, no more debates. None.

You see, my professors injecting medicine into my face have diagnosed me. My right good doctor's looking in my face and telling me, "we've gone as far as we can". "Sir., we are at optimum medicinal options". These tests, MRI's, pills, capsules, and tablets by the dozen, screams at me every damned day and night that this shits for real. I've got to continue full force and focus on my business. My Health.

So what, I had one snap.