Trucking can be like a bad marriage...

You just had to bring that up...didn't ya..


This particular person haunts me...I mean everywhere I go, they're either already there, or heading in that direction...

I just can't seem to avoid them...I coil when I see them...

And the last thing I ever wanted was for them to touch me...

And they did last night...I felt their hand, they felt mine...yuk...


How some of these guys stay alive is beyond me, they neglect their bodies for years by doing drugs, not eating right, their whole facial structures begin to change, teeth start falling out...no nuitrition ect ect...

But they live...they live...

Then some healthy guy gets the flu just once, and is dead in 3 days...

I just find that strange...

 

Lamb meat...



Yum yum yum...

Ok, if you all have never had Lamb meat...I definatly suggest it...

It's very soft and tender...like me...(just kidding)...but for real...it's good...

Better than steak, in my opinion...and much healthier than pork...

I can't get enough of it...and it's cheap...very cheap...

I've been off for a few weeks now...but one thing I do like about being home...is being able to eat a nice lamb dinner on a Sunday evening...love it...

And one slab only costs like $2.74 cents...that's it!

Less than a big mac hamburger....

 

Ladies and gentlemen...I've been playing around on other threads today...something I rarely do...

I usually stay in me cage here...but sometimes I just feel like a drifting...or even conflict...conflict can be very arousing at times...but all that aside...

I must compliment those I did encounter today on other threads...today must be wierd or odd...cause everyone seemed 'happy'...in a good mood or something...at least those I encountered...

We were joking back and forth, in a good natured way...it was fun...

And I'm now a cup cake, in addition to being the ghostchildd...(all in fun folks)...

But oddly enough...in me photos...I really do appear as a cupcake...

http://underworldrealities.webs.com/apps/photos/photo?photoid=142650770

Signed, sealed and deliverd...I do have cupcake legs and feet in this image...sorry, can't help it...don't hold it against me...

I probably do have internal issues...
And maybe I do need to talk to Dr Phil...
Maybe I'll tweet him for an appointment...
I'll send him some of me photos...and see what he thinks...
Maybe he can diagnos it...



maybe he can tell me why I do stuff like that, create art like that...
why why why???















Ummm....

Ok...maybe not...I googled Dr Phil and got this!...

On second thought...maybe he's not the one i need to see...wow...

 

Oh U4EA...whatever am I going to do...

Oh what is to become of me...(eating ice-cream like women do when they get uptight)



And now I will probably get fat!...

But anyways...what is my problem??

Why do I do what I do?

Everyone thinks I'm wierd...

And contrary to what people think...I don't practice the gay lifestyle...not even...

When I go out to a particular gay club...even they think I'm [odd'...

I think they think I'm mocking them...I don't know...

Gay men don't like me, straight men think I'm radioactive, women can't stand me, at least on line, cause when they see me photos, they think I'm intruding in on their territory...

Animals like me though...I once had a lone Mule come up to me in a pasture...and I fed it...



it just came out of no where...and I felt sorry for it....

So why do wild animals and donkeys like me, but humans don't?

The animals know I would never hurt them...one even pissed on me once...

How come only wild animals like me, but humans don't??

Oh what is to become of me??



Why can't I live in a place like this...where I could walk around barefoot and be silly....?

And not have to worry about a salary?
Why has man made life so complex?
people wage earning into their 70's now just to get by?
How is that freedom?
90 year olds working at McDonalds cause they lost their money in the markets, or just never earned enough to retire on?

Oh what is to become of me?

I can't be a slave, not now, now ever...why am I so stubborn?

Why can't I be normal like everyone else?

Why must I paint me feet like a dang lady?

Why can't I win the lottery?
Why did that goblin guy have to touch me the other night?

Oh well...I'm going to the doctor on the 16th....that should be fun...



Why do they alway make me lay on this table half naked in like a napkin gown?

And what are they going to say about my feet?
And what if they tell me something I don't want to hear?
And why do they always grab my..............



Ok, what's that about??

One time there was two of them...the main Doc, and his assistant...not cool...not cool at all...

Can they not use radar to see what's down there?
I mean come on, that grabbing stuff is so 1850's....

Anyways...I feel better now...thanks...

I am thee ghostchildd...I have much inside of me...

http://underworldrealities.webs.com/apps/photos/photo?photoid=142661308

 

Well it's about time for me to go to bed...or at least lay down...lay me sexy legs down...

One day, I'll be dead...me legs will be motionless...so I may as well enjoy them, appreciate them, while I can...

(long long pause, as I got distracted)

Ok where was I?

Legs...yes legs...me legs...

Yes, one day they will be motionless...the blood will cease to flow...



And i won't be around to see it...for the minute you die, whatever occurs after that, you can't see...what a shame..

Sure, some folks report of out of body experiences...but are they really dead?

To me, coming back from the dead means your body is already in the decay process...and then some how miracalously rejuvinates itself...

So when I'm dead, I won't be around to see it, but can write about it ahead of time...

Life indeed is a miracle...but so is having a conscious...
A trees alive...but has not conscious...at least none we know of...

Consciousness is indeed a gift...a wonderful gift...

And I thank God ahead of time for giving me one...

And I'm sorry for not living up to my full potential too God...
At times I feel I've really let you down...

And I apologize ahead of time in public to you God...

Anyways...all I do is write on different forums now...I bounce from one to another...

Time for this post to end, so I can start another...

 

Happy fall Monday morning to ya!!

I know the readers here come from all over the country, live in many different regions...some are waking up to a very brisk, cold morning...

Others in South Florida are waking up to nice warm weather on their balcony over looking the ocean...

Me, I'm waking up on the couch, and too a sunny sky...high's today where I live will be in the low 70's....

Anyhow...blood is flowing, brain is still working...

I don't like going out anywhere anymore...I'm a home body...I feel safer at home than I do anywhere else now...

Driving around frantically in traffic seems unsafe to me now...every morning here, as everywhere else, always terrible accidents...seems someone looses their life everyday out on the roads...

Simply going to work...

I mean who gets up to go to work, thinking it will be their last time...

You climb in your car, start engine, and head out...and that's it...

Your driving around total strangers, and don't know their competency...

Life is to fast for me out there now...and much more prefer being at home...or just in one place...

back in a bit...

 

Today in history 30 years ago....

This is something I will intigrate into me posts...

14th of November 1981...

Second Space shuttle mission by Columbia, returns to earth...

Just going by days only, not months or years...

Anyways...hello everyone!

We're all alive...be happy, be glad!


If I didn't love or value you...I wouldn't still be posting....

Life is hard, but your special...

Tim Tebow beat the Kansas City Chiefs, but he only had 2 passing completions in the whole game...is that a miracle??

Anyhow...just sitting here doing small, meaningless busy work...

I am alive...please love me while I'm alive...don't wait till I'm dead to say things about me...

I know you, I've been there...

I was raised in this area...



So my thoughts are vast..like the landscape i come from...

I'm owned by no one...and is why I can continue to write...

That's why I'm 'fluid'...if I wasn't, I couldn't write like this...

In other words I realize I don't know everything, and am constantly learning and relating...

Anyhow...

I'm getting hungry...and feel like some more of that tender meat I had last night...
Boy did that hit the spot...

back soon...