BOMB like a blog never bombed before. Knocking down pins like I bowl 299.
299… on purpose
Today’s bomb. Health and unhealth fun times. Let’s play a game.
May 21st, I am really being dated-over by malaise from
HAE + IgG def attacks…
In the middle is me & my wife Rose (far left). That was…
TEN MONTHS AGO
Geez… you’d think I was ill like like a supremecist?- or that auld nazi shaved my head and haven’t broken me yet?
I have been realllly *** ill AT HOME for over a week. At home, because I AM SICK OF ER + HOSPITALS saying, “You are fine…”, to me as I leave and GET NAUSEA, HALLUCINATORY PAIN the next DAY.
Where is HE????? That is me 10 months ago in 2013. I took 900mg of dm a day THEN.
The RNs and MDs had me quit. That’s not an Rx, no. DM schvarz okultenfergnugen to them. Therefore…
I am as strong as Conan’s armor-bearer’s uncle’s dad…
And I am in Japanese hare kare (kiri) pain… which is like…
You know what?- I don’t know how LONG THAT KNIFE is. I think he makes it.
The urban magi, maybe.
Yes… but is he not a peaceful writer?? I mean, that samurai sword is for SHOW, right???
Yukio. Nominated author and Banzai pruner.
Hare Kiri is for LOSERS…
Die another day.
I will not hide from my
Responsibility. To live for
I will have hidden my cloak
Of the man I once was.
And I will go on.
I will annihilate FIRST the concept of my own death.
In the nil ryu, I stay, facing the mountain of light.