Oct 23, 2005 14:48
Hurricane Wilma is coming, and its said to be a real bitch... I hear some of you guys are staying, while my dad wants to bug out and go to his office building, but thats just cause his "responsibilities" require him to be there, and he doesn't want to leave us alone in the house. Regardless, this ones coming right for us, and we're going to feel it, I just hope you guys are going to be alright. I hope you don't hesitate to leave should it come time to, and that you'll be really carefull...
I can leave this with something really deep and warm, however, you'll all have to settle for something deep and cynical.....
Adaptation of the 23 Psalm found on a yound suicide in North Carolina
"King Heroin is my shepherd,
I shall always want.
He maketh me to lie down in gutters.
He leadeth me beside the troubled waters.
He destroyeth my soul,
He leadeth me in paths of wickedness
for the effort's sake.
Yea, I shall walk through the valley
of poverty and will fear all evil
for thou, Heroin, art with me.
Thy needle and thy capsule try to comfort me.
Thou strippeth the table of groceries
in the presence of my family.
Thou robbest my head of reason.
My cup of sorrow runneth over.
Surely Heroin addiction shall stalk me all the days of my life
and I will dwell in the house of the damned forever....."
I thought it was deep, and some of you might appreciate it...
Again, stay safe and I'll catch you guys later...