Tuesday, November 22, 2016
A few thousand miles traveled since I last wrote here, its been a couple of years and I'm none the wiser, in fact, I have murdered many brain cells. I haven't really walked a path, more like roamed, lost, in a patch of bad decisions and ill opinions, a drug induced stated of stupid confusion. My soul has rotted in the den of the devil, for if there is a God it's definitely sentenced me to a short life with an early death. I'm pretty sure that's where I'm headed. I haven't managed to stay out of trouble with the laws I for so long gracefully neglected to pay any attention to. I conducted myself above them, or outside of them, but for the last few years I've been a slave to them. They pretty much dictate what I can do, and where I can go, and I'm not quite sure if I'll ever get loose from those. But this is an attempt to get back to what I know, and we all know the first is the hardest verse to convey. I feel my time is limited and if I don't write this story within I'll die having never served my real purpose. I've got worthwhile things to say and in clarifying that maybe I'll find my way, once again. But if there's one thing I do know is break it down to simplicity and what you're left with is usually gold. My being is broken, and my words I have to piece back together, and it may be the last thing I will do, but I will do.