I don't imagine that much happens when I'm dying. I think only of the pain. I forget that things are still going on around me both near and far away. It is funny how things blind you. Sometimes I really think everyone else is better off. Sometimes I almost want to ask the question, "why did you make me this way?" Ha, Ha. "Why so downcast oh my soul? Put your faith in God."
Drink deep from the well of the everlasting and savour all you see. Do not enjoy the pain and suffering. Weep well, my friends. Do not despise the small joys- they are gifts dear people. Do not deny the truth. Let it all flow as one giant mess. Who are you kidding anyways? Who do I think I am fooling? "Why so downcast oh my soul? Put your faith in God."
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