Bragging Rights:
I survived dozens of near death experiences including gunshot wounds from a .40 cal Smith & Wesson sustained in an armed robbery, numerous drug overdoses, and numerous car accidents. All of the hospital staff, emergency personnel, and police officers on the scenes say many of these incidents should have been fatal. They've all said, as well as all my acquaintances, God has me here for a reason. So, I wouldn't call this bragging rights but more along the lines of expressing my gratitude and reverence to God as well as those who saved my life or resuscitated me when I flat lined. I was almost murdered three times: twice from gunman; once from a hotshot. I know who is largely responsible for all three too. I'm just powerless to challenge my belief. For all I know, who I suggest here may have assisted in keeping me alive in each of these incidents. It was outright murderers who were DIRECTLY responsible. Maybe this last attempt was different but I'm not sure of that completely. Regardless, I have no problem telling the world I'm thankful. I'm fighting off bitterness and resentment. I've paid for the mistakes I've made which brought about these near death experiences. Some pay for similar mistakes with typical, conventional consequences. I've suffered mentally, physically, and with the loss of all my friends and loved ones. Those bridges, which were burned for me, are the kind that just NEVER get rebuilt. More than half of my best friends growing up were killed from gunshot wounds; Chris, Rick, & Mike. I've lost many of the others from drug overdoses; John, Tony, Ricky, Jeff, Jimmy (murdered I think) - I'm sure I'm leaving out some. Most of the others have abandoned me or disowned me for reasons I'm unsure of or not at liberty to share, I guess. I'd like to share my beliefs but if I did, I may suffer as a result. I've done nothing to any of those people either. I guess, God removed them from my life (the living ones) so I'd be left with seeking Him out. I did and I found Him. He's really cool too. He's awesome actually. Sometimes I'm unhappy with HIM and I probably shouldn't be. He never goes anywhere. I'm the one that strays I guess. I'm still learning about life and I understand how precious it is after all the things I've survived or escaped from experiencing. If you know me and are reading this, know that I'm not ashamed for who I am or all I've survived. The psychological warfare many choose to attack me with, is not gonna accomplish everything it seems intended to cause. I simply can't forget all of the things I've learned or God has shown me. He doesn't share the same feelings many I cross paths with seem to have. I try to put others before myself no matter what and people attempt to publically discredit me. Often times when I'm out in the streets trying to survive, I find myself in situations requiring a sort of "role-play" to promote safety. CLEARLY I KNOW MORE THAN ANYONE that people WILL KILL YOU for reasons which are simply EVIL, nothing more; nothing less. The "greater good" is misunderstood by most people only perceived as a good idea. Those who, by definition, actually attempt to achieve it, are also human which allows for mistake, personal opinion, or things which may interfere with a perfect scenario needed to pursue......"THE GREATER GOOD".