1/18/04 The end is soon to come. i can sense its presence. today i read the first century of nostradamus' prophecies. a few i connected with past events. there are several things that have been on my mind if i can call it that. last night i woke up yelling about death. if it is to come for me then let it be soon. oh how i wish to free myself from these mortal chains. but death is too easy a way out. if i die it must be for something. not because i am losing my mind. one of the levels of hell is reserved for people who commited suicide. there their souls are forever trapped in a tree. tomorow i shall go to Her house. we might do something. maybe not. i might not even go There. only time will tell. time might be something i am running out of. on the seventh week from the 13th friday, something great will occur
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