I had a problem dealing with the reality of being what I had become, a “JUNKIE.”  As we all know water will seek it’s own level before it crests.  How could I seek my own level when I had no idea where to find my crest?  I just couldn’t figure anything out at that time; my life was in a rage.

Just imagine after all those years of being mentally dead, even after being awakened, my rapture was greater than the hibernating state from which I had just emerged.  Suddenly, realizing that hibernating like a bear was not for me, I had to be wide-awake for my master, Jehovah, who does not sleep nor slumber.  Realizing that I was a lost sheep hiding for far too long and sleeping my life away, it was finally time to become significant for the purpose of rendering myself so that I could find closure.

Today as I continue to move forward I can only think about how wonderful it feels to express myself and write about my illustrious and lascivious career.  It was a career that spanned for over four decades.  A career that allowed me entrance into the back door of Egypt and deposited me to the front gates of hell.  To this day there was no illusion about my immortality.  What I preconceived to be real was definitely only a delusion of my immeasurable imagination