From one that has been on the opposite side of a flatline 3 times already and the blessings/curse of having a couple diehard prayerful wishes granted... The Masses cant even begin to fathom the abundant levels of coexisting spectrums which we all consistently intermingle with. It cost me three months of what i use to think was life in normality, fighting to believe i hadnt lost my mind nor had actually passed from flesh because... there's no such thing as "Normal". Only to each individual existence i guess. Till introduced to all. Ive carried the crazy tag, drunk or high label for years on the slightest share of .... Me... and my hope one day... that my path shall cross another that on the slightest defining detail... completes my beginning description.

Turned 50... ️