About Me
AN IRISH PRAYER... MAY THOSE THAT LOVE US, TRULY LOVE US; AND THOSE THAT DONT LOVE US, MAY GOD TURNETH THEIR HEARTS; AND IF HE DOESNT TURN THEIR HEARTS, MAY HE TURN THEIR ANKLES SO THAT WE MAY KNOW THEM BY THEIR LIMPING. AND SHEPHERDS WE SHALL BE. FOR THEE, MY LORD, FOR THEE. POWER HATH DESCENDED FORTH FROM THY HAND, THAT OUR FEET MAY SWIFTLY CARRY OUT THE COMMAND. SO WE SHALL FLOW A RIVER FORTH TO THEE AND TEEMING WITH SOULS SHALL IT EVER BE. IN NOMINE PATRIS, ET FILII, ET SPIRITUS SANCTI. LIFE IS NOT MEASURED BY THE NUMBER OF BREATHS YOU TAKE BUT BY THE MOMENTS THAT TAKE YOUR BREATH AWAY. "REV 6:8 AND I lOOKED, AND BEHOLD A PALE HORSE, AND HIS NAME THAT SAT ON HIM WAS DEATH, AND HELL FOLLOWED WITH HIM." EVERY MAN DIES BUT NOT EVERY MAN TRULY LIVES. LIVE FAST,DIE YOUNG. GET BUSY LIVIN OR GET BUSY DYIN. LIVE TODAY LIKE THERE WASNT A TOMORROW. YOU ALWAYS HURT THE ONES YOU LOVE OR IT WOULDNT HURT. "Ezekiel 25:17: "The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides with the iniquities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men. Blessed is he who in the name of charity and good will shepherds the weak through the valley of darkness, for he is truly his brother's keeper and the finder of lost children. And I will strike down upon those with great vengeance and with furious anger those who attempt to poison and destroy my brothers. And you will know that my name is the Lord when I lay my vengeance upon thee." A WOMEN IS LIKE A HOT PAN. WHEN YOU PICK UP A HOT PAN, SECONDS FEEL LIKE HOURS, BUT WHEN YOUR WITH A WOMEN HOURS FEEL LIKE SECONDS. IF YOU DONT LIVE A LITTLE AND TAKE SOME CHANCES YOUR ALREADY DEAD. CARMA IT WILL COME BACK TO HAUNT YOU. THERE IS NOTHING LIKE A GOOD WOMEN. IF YOU FIND ONE, HOLD ON AND NEVER LET HER GO. THE SCENT OF A WOMEN IS INTOXICATING. IT CAN MAKE YOU COME ALIVE OR IT CAN KILL YOU. I DO NOT INTEND TO BE BURIED UNTIL I AM DEAD. ITS TRUE YOU ARE A GOOD WOMAN, THEN AGAIN YOU COULD BE THE ANTICHRIST. As for me: "I am nothing special. I am a common man with common thoughts, and Ive led a common life. There are no monuments dedicated to me and my name will soon be forgotten, but I want to love another with all my heart and soul, and to me, that will be enough". "I have no complaints about my path and the places it has taken me: there has been enough complaints to fill a circus tent about other things, maybe, but even though some of the paths Ive chosen havent always been the right ones, I wouldnt have it any other way.
