ravings of a madman...  

there is nothing of substance left for us anymore. they say when you die you  are supposed to walk into the light, the light draws you into what .the fires of hell can shine so bright. enough fire can make it seem alright, but i doubt it..because i just dont know for certain.  i've faced death so many times now and each time its been a mixcd jumble of thoughts and feelings . so i don't know but there is something that doesn't make sense that if there is a god, wheree is he in our hour of need??a lot of old stories and tales, but i cant seem to buy a cart full of apples that i cant see..., sight unseen... 

little did i know...