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And Still I Cry A Few Times Each and EVERY Day

I’m crying tears for you as I write this Sheena Eve. I will gladly let them flow wherever and whenever they fall. The tears burn tiny streams of pain down my cheeks until they become pools of love and joy in my heart.

They will dry when you walk me across the River into Valhalla and we sit at the round with food and drink.

I fear not my next death for life begins anew … and you will be there.

YET, I MISS YOU MORE THAN ANY OTHER IN MY LIFE WHO HAS ASCENDED.
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Back Full Time On The 14th

Messy hair day.

My home internet gets connected on the 14th.

I shall return, until then, I remain, Dann – just as I am

Wow, it’s been 19 years since I died the first time

Nineteen years ago tomorrow, March the fifth, 1999 was the first time I died.

I had surgery to remove my C2, C3 and C5 & C6 vertebrae and replace them with pieces of my hip and lots of hardware.

I died during the surgery and they had a very hard time getting me back.

My life changed that day.

It was the catalyst to ending my 32 years of marriage.

It ended my career as an electrician.

It was 19 years of pain.

Yet I remain, Dann, Just as I am

Everyday, Every Minute, I Cry

I cried for you today Sheena Eve. I will cry everyday till I sit at the round with you once again.

I will not wipe these tears. They will burn their way to my heart.

They are happy tears for I have the joy of knowing you.

TEN THOUSAND VIEWS – I AM HUMBLED.

Ten thousand views.

I am humbled.

I am Blessed.

I am proud.

I am, “Dann” – just as I am.

Blessed to have touched 10,000 souls.

SNEAK PEEK AT “6315”

Here is the beginning of “6315” – Volume 3 of my “Walking On Dawes Collection”.

“First thing I recalled was the unbearable pain in my jaw. I couldn’t move it. The more I attempted to open my mouth the greater the sharp stabbing pain.

My tongue felt like a pile of pulled pork. Even the mere breathe of air passing over it caused burning pain. I then realized that it was shredded by what shards of my teeth remained.

Where were my beautiful teeth?”

And I wanted to know where the heck I was.

I realized that my eyes were swollen shut. Which compounded the chaotic mess within my mind.

My eyesight was surreal. Like I was wearing an Indy drivers burn mask. All I could see was the glow of the dual fluorescent light tubes directly above me. All else was obliqued by the shadows of my swollen eyelids.

I was hurt.

The realisation that I had either been in a heluva accident or I had lost the greatest street fight of my life set in.”

It is but a babe in the woods, but I am working on it.

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The Tears Still Flow

I was becoming lost in my sorrows,

till I realized you will be watching over me all my tomorrows.

I cry every time I glance at your picture.

I cry when I say your name.

Without your physical presence,
My life is not the same.

I am crying again Sheena Eve
Tears of the joy of calling you “Friend”.

I’ll not wipe these tears away,
Here they shall lay.
Day upon day.

(I cried so many tears. So many. I shall never overstand nor understand why the Creators took you. I will cry till I sit in Valhalla at the round and we speak again.)

YOU ARE SHEEP AND I HAVE NO JUJUBES OR BLACK LICORICE

I stand for jujubes – jujube lives matter.

Everything else IS A LIE.

Illuminati has you fooled.

You are sheep.

(Accepting all and any donations of black licorice and/or assorted jujubes. LightHouse Dan Verner, Toronto, Ontario, M4B 2G6)

“Look up, way up and I’ll call Rusty”