‘’He Who LAUGHS”-Isaac Alexander ‘PUNKDRUMZ’ Creasey, our Number One Son-Eleventh Instalment-JRCCreasey
And suddenly he was simply gone…
Nine years ago our immediate family had a massive mental earthquake that destroyed our us and my own mind in many ways. We are still in a similar position mentally however many hours have elapsed since…
Every day I gain consciousness; within mere seconds my lost family members are in my brain.
As I age, ruminating is becoming ‘de rigeuer’ with a vengeance
I am able to hear the voices of my Father, Mother, Son, Brother and even some departed friends. And Tar Baby, the beautiful Black Labrador I grew up with for 19 years, is there with me though silently in my presence. These relationships have always existed since they began and they have been my foundation.
HOLD YOUR LOVED ONES CLOSELY AND FIRMLY WHEN YOU ARE ABLE WHEREVER YOU MAY BE
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WE ARE ALL INCREDIBLY FINITE
We will all live on only as memories in the skulls of the human beings we have known or have known us in some way or another.
This is coming out of me in fragments…
It’s been percolating for years.
The last one was brutal