I still don't know what I will tell my Lord and Master Jesus when i crossed to the other side of the earth limping on one leg and being asked of a angels,
"What's wrong?, and
"What happened to you ?". What will my reply be. For I have cum deeper than I should have and sent myself on a joruney no one sent me. The eagerness to show forth farther and shine brighter than my forefathers, who have many wives and many children, has led me here. But in all here i am angel. Do with me what you will.
Maybe if I had stopped along the way, I wouldn't be where i am today, or was the stroke worth it in any way? If my son called me and he was told I was in the hospital, and after his inquisitive asking he found out i went down there with his mom and didn't come back alive, what will he say. I'm so sure he's going to laugh at me. Why suffer yourself, old man.
This whole thing boils down to how we see ourselves and how much we humans sometimes want to impress at all costs, despite not knowing that we don't need to impress anyone and should not show our true colors to any motherfucker. It's not necessary, and it does no one any good. No matter how deep the family, never put your health at risk to satisfy others.
Now, my wife is hale and hearty, while i am limping along as a war veteran. Am I not a veteran?
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