Psalms 142:8 Free me from prison so that I may praise your name. The Prison Marker: Where you come to visit the writing on the prison walls.
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Remembering myself in the time after I may be laid to rest
I must say that if anyone out there ever cares to read this blog and find me amusing in any sense and wishes to make certain that all my wishes are carried out after I leave this world, please play on all the radio stations "Straight on" by Heart after my funeral is concluded. That would bring tears to my eyes. I know this is nearly a psychotic thought that someone would actually care for me at that length or that my relevance to the common world was so known that it would be of any caliber that might make another person affectionate for my passions, but this is my wish if it ever might be carried out.
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