The Howling

The howlng comes into my mind like a bolt of thunder and just as quickly as it is there it is gone. The same with our lives that we live. One moment we are here and then poof we are gone.

Half way

I am half way there. Half way to knowing all I have ever wanted to know. I know my mother just now waiting on my father Jeffery Harold Hardison. He was born 11/1/1960 and thats all I know.

music

Music is life. Its like when a song gets stuck in your head and wont stop repeating until you change it. They say history repeats its self untill we learn from it and change it. Life is like music. I have the song Blind man in my head. The verus is Blind man stood by the road and he cried. oh oh oh

To Scooter/ birdman MD

Hopefuly you are reading this and laughing at the good times we had, mostly at RDH I hope IN is treating you well and enjoy some of the older posts I have on here all labled RDH was written during my time there and cause of you. Thanks again oh and by the way I found my birthparents. Hey say hi to Cheryl for me.

Any given day of the week

The main goal of the day stay warm dry cool depending on the weather. Stay outta trrouble which is hard cause when you are like us it tends to follow you around. Usaly we hide out the the local library. At least till its time to head to the next site. How we get there is up to us. Once we figgure out where we are going we have to find a way there. Either bike car walk hitch hike what ever. Now all of these trasnpo ideas dont come free gota get the money some how. Buss passes are the best except when the busses dont run or you need a train. But the goal of the day must be reached for a place to stay

Monday night

Ah DG monday night where I am keeps me updated on what day it is. Standing in the DG library waiting for the clock to strike 6:30pm, to signal the beinging of the race I run every night. Waiting with the other men and woman that our in my situatuion. Time everybody runs, Yes I got a good place in line. Now we wait till 7oclock and we can actualy go inside. Time we go and sign in pick our bed and get in line for dinner. Tonight is a laundry and shower night double bouns! Dinner good hot food cant complain. 10 o'clock lights out time for bed. 6 am time to do it again

Boredem

Boredmy mind begins to wander at to what could have had I taken a different path. Would I still know the people I know now or would they be complet strangers? Would I have been able to met people that are gone now? Or would I not have met people that I am gratful to have met.

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IT

It crawls up and down my spine.
It gives me chills and fevers.
It makes me lie cheat and steel.
It makes me do good
It makes me do evil


What is IT??

God's helper***

You were there when I needed you most and didnt even know it. He sent you to me and still does. You have called from great distacnes and you travled many miles. I follow you adventurs wondering when they will lead you here again.

The world we live in.

How can we a people live in this world filled with such hate and violance???e say it dont affect us in the way we live every day. But I know different, I know we become almost ammune to it. Thats because we see it daily, every where we look ie tv, news paper, internet and school. This is the norm for our country.