Ladies and Gentlemen,
This Blog Post is neither actual, nor funny, nor luxurious - it is about misery actually... I have been just informed that 3 of my very best friends commited suicide during the past 22 years - this explains why I am so incredibly lonely despite of my efforts to contact my good old friends... Actually it is quite a surprise to me how I am still alive without them...
My beloved Grand-Mother died when I was 10 years old - and I still cannot "accept" her death emotionally... I hardly ever go into the Cemetry because I am not interested in her grave... I can only say about my feelings that I don't believe in death but I believe in love and eternal life... And I also believe in the Kingdom of Heaven where love, eternal life and friends and relatives are all together...
My favourite theory is that it doesn't make a sense to die for anyone because when you are dead you cannot be useful to anyone any more... It only makes a sense to live for your beloved ones... Of course, my 3 best friends and even my Grand-Mother must have suspected this - so I think that they are still alive... We just don't cause such disappointment to each other...
"Impossible is not a fact but an opinion..." (One of my friends)
Best wishes, Joseph de la Mikula and Team
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