My daughter used the Kimbo Tribe to attack my DNA contributions to her being. She is ignorant. This is what you get when the mother steals a man’s child and uses that child to elevate her lowly station in life.
After having a terrible argument with my daughter on Sunday, I watched Clint Eastwood’s Hereafter. I took note of how hard it was for these people who had a brush with death, or, could see to the other side, to function. Heather had mocked me, the reason I got on SSI when I was twenty one years old. I had died, and I came back. This experience, where everything I had was lost, left me with a sight that was a curse, for it kept me from being here. I wanted to go back. The world of getting, for getting’s sake, was obscene. I died in 1967. I longed for – nothing! In order stay here, I buried my death, and became a carnal human being, again.
In 1987, as a sceptic, I had a psychic reading where I was told; “You own your won creation – you died!”
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