how did i end up here?

a long time coming

  last august 12th I was in a head on vehicle accident involving 5 cars. first to leave the scene in ambulance.... ME.

I spent the next 3 months hiding in a hotel room healing. I suffered internal injuries to my spleen, pancreas, kidney and stomach. I am still feeling the affects but I am much better now. I will finally have someplace to live and call home so I will be blogging more... sorry I couldnt get online sooner

jester

As I sat there waiting to play... I felt my Krugerrand near. I looked around the hall and there in the hands of another was my most precious thing. "Breathe" I remember hearing telling myself, it only appears to by what was mine. It surely was not. But the resemblance was remarkable. It shined as  every other I had owned in my life but there was something different. The aura around seemed abet out of color. I walked on stage as the music started and began my set. As I did what I do I could not help but notice the air around me. It  was different tonight. It smelt different, it tasted different and it was truly not mine.

 Maybe the price I paid for mine was very high and I sort of knew the chance that I  would clear a profit was extensive.. I did not read the morning news that day and it cost me. I should of sold it when I felt the honorable thing reach out and touch me. The profit was to go to my ministry. (I received many gifts throughout the year for children at Christmas that would not normally get any presents at the holidays). It is all about the children... definitely not about me. The sight of, what appeared to by my most precious thing, was disturbing to say the least. It looked  like mine but it surly was not. i ffinished my song then left the stage. This look alike bothered  me as I could only remember what it like to have one myself. My pocket felt empty, my mind wandered and my heart broke. How in the hell did I lose my little krugerrand when I did everything to keep it in my pocket? It must of fell out when I was bebopping around the hall meeting everyone and not paying attention to the item I held so close to me. It really looked mine... but it proved not.

So what did I learn?... whew!!!!! I could go on all night. Which life lesson would you like to hear? How about.... " live smart", "do not complicate your life", and never pick up  golden coins in taverns.

 .. For it will complicate everything in your life. Trust me!!! The prices always change and the profit  is basically nothing. Buy hog bellies... it is a safer investment than  krugerrands or whatever your growing in California.

Ladies and Gentlemen..... my jonnie  lange. How bout those niners?

your jester

 r pocket and never think about

I sat down to blog something... my mind is wandering and I feel really down. Without my little gold piece I feel broke. I do realize it is not about me but I do feel .... and that, I guess, is a good thing. I think I will go play some pool. I know my arch enemy is there and waiting for me. "nothing less than 2 rails on the eight" is what he laid down as house rules when we play. I can forget everything for just a little while playing pool with him... so I guess this will be a short non-info blog.

jesters eight ball

jesters better day

thanks to friends caring about me I have bounced out of that pre-depression state and feel I can handle my life and they people controling it right now... you cannot feel true happiness until you live with real sadness.

I will try to spend more time on my site and reading others as it is my window to sanity right now. I wish I could meet the friends I have on xanga so my friendships can evolve to the next level. I realize that is probably not an option but I can't stop feeling I wish I could meet them all.

love you all

jesters smiling