Neil Diamond the master of the love song is driving through my mind as I write this. He had a song that is this title.

I was in the Air Force.

I was a stay at home dad.

I’ve been homeless.

I’ve been a manager.

I was a cab driver.

I’ve done a ton of shit from hanging drywall to stocking toys to taking care of disabled veterans.

I always wanted to see what it looked like to do what they do. So I got jobs doing what they do.

Now I got a temporary job at Walmart.

I have reservations about it, but I don’t know what I don’t know.

Could be….

I don’t think about could be, I deal with what is.

What is it I’m dealing with now?

My life is ideal, if I get the permanent position, all my troubles are over and I can start saving for an electric houseboat.

I got 15 years until retirement.

I may not go the full 15 with Walmart, but I know I’ll always be taken care of.

The universe takes care of those who are responsible with what they are given.

I’ve seen it. As I’ve gotten back to myself, the things I’ve seen and felt can’t be explained. However if one can understand the feeling of starting life completely over and feeling what it feels like to know one will never worry about one’s life, it’s an amazing feeling.

I got possessed and I made it back from the possession and I don’t know how, I just never stopped fighting for my life.

I will always fight for my life.

Anyone else, depends on the situation.

Used to be I would fight for America. I was in the Air Force.

I knew I might be that situation, and thankfully I was not.

To get me to reconsider my being a pacifist, no way, go fuck yourself, fuck you.

I’m a pacifist.

Now I fight without fighting. Never lay a finger on one and one won’t have to worry about others laying their fingers on one.

Have a blessed one and be excellent on purpose.