so only two pictures one from the cousin who told me another from the relative who mailed me...
strange the way life goes
when I was 15 I got hit by lightning and had the best orgasm I'ver ever had to date. But because I got hit by lightning a concerned neighbour took me to the hospital and had me checked out. thankfully there was no damage. But they did find lung cancer and heart disease...
they told me that I needed a heart transplant and that it would cost me $250 000 they also told me that my life expectancy was less than three months they didn't do anything for the cancer for fear of complications to the heart then.
A year later I am having experimental vacuum laser surgery, coincidentaly the same thing they used on my appendix (later).
anyways the lung cancer was directly related to my parents smoking. They both stopped when they heard (my mom still probably has that last cigarette in the freezer). My dad just went cold turkey, he gained like 50 lbs but no more smoking...
so I am missing a chunk of lung but still have the cancer. and could literally die tomorrow...
gotta watch the stress (goosebumps)
back to the lightning strike, that wonderful strike changed my life quite literally...
If I hadn't been hit I wouldn't have known about the cancer or heart problems (as long as I am alive I'll have my original heart).
If I hadn't been hit I wouldn't later search for sexual experiences that would give me an orgasm as good as that hit of lightning...
and yes the second time I got hit by lightning on purpose, it didn't do a damn thing but melt my shoes and watch band (thankfully the scar from the band disappered with a sun tan)
because of that crusade of sex I realized that being stuck in redneck conservative shit hole wasn't where I wanted to be, at least not sexually.
Yes I have done the whole rigmarole of drugs and other things ("You've done that!" "you tried that!" is a tired and annoying saying from my sexual partners)
But for that type of orgasm I'd do pretty much anything
So when I told my parents about my sexuality (really Its not a choice it just is...)(SIGH)
I was expecting A different response then (my dad) "you are no longer my son..." (my mom) "Only talk to me when you get sick I don't want to hear about anything else."
Years of my sending mail to them to have it returned and being hung up on when I call, have turned me sour on them, but the important mail I could always get delivered through my brother or godmother...
So when my brother has yet to tell me about his first born kid when he has known about mine for twelve years well... pisses me off (yeah the parents turned that letter away and thus do not know that his kid is not their first grandkid) at least that was what he told me... And now I wonder if he was just playing nice.
I would probably be working on a farm no less then 50 kilometers from my parents house had I not been hit by lightning and worse married the first girl who told me she loved me.
Now I know more about sex then 18 of my relatives together, have quite literally had sex with over 10000 people (not the number of times just the number of people)
and for some reaseon I am letting this--- nephew thing almost put me in the hospital (the boyfriend thinks I stayed home to do my taxes which actually only took me 20 minutes to do while waiting at the doctors office today)
Thanks to this I get to spend the next couple of months watching my diet and checking my stats whenenver I can get away (the boyfrind just doesn't get this -the fact I have to do it behind his back is enough to tell me he is not someone to marry)
So back to my meditation and hoping the hell I don't need to write more cleansing stuff like this
oops can't forget the awful tasting meds yeah(sarcasm)
