I Knew The Alphabet. Maybe I Could

But I Knew That Someday I Was Going To Die. And Just Before I Died Two Things Would Happen; Number 1: I Would Regret My Entire Life. Number 2: I Would Want To Live My Life Over Again.

However They May Have Felt When They Left They Were Now Committed, They Had Passed The Point Of No Return.

Angels Is A Tough Word, Because It Is So Involved With Organized Religion And Everything Else. I Do Know, Absolutely, From My Experience, There Are Some Kind Of Spiritual Entities - Force, Power, Intelligence - That Guide Me Through Each And Every Day, As Long As I'm Willing To Accept, Recognize, And Surrender To Their Guidance. It's Always There, But There Are Times When I Insist Upon Having My Way.

For Weeks Tyrone Thought He Was Going To Die Any Minute, And There Were Also Times When He Was Afraid He Wasnt Going To Die.

When I Stop Doing The Things That Make Me Unhappy, I Will Experience The Happiness That Is That Natural State Of Being. See, I Don't Think We Were Created With Some Pain And Misery And Whatever. I Think We Were Created By Whatever This Thing Is, When It Extended Itself, And, Here We Are. But I Pile On So Many Misconceptions That I End Up Uncomfortable In My Own Skin.