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I just said; ” Look (in my mind) God, Buddah? I don’t know who you are. I just want to know the truth. Everybody can’t be right.........But I think if you’re God, you ought to be able to answer me right now.”
"I wanted to be liked, so I wanted to do whatever was necessary to be liked, to be accepted, to be popular."
My Mother refused to make funeral arrangements. She decided she was going to go and pray.......I wouldn’t be here today if it weren’t for a praying Mama. Thank God for praying Mama’s.
"I looked up at the altar and Jesus came out of that altar. He walked right out. I knew it was Him."
But I couldn’t escape the idea that suicide would be a good escape. It was like I was holding on the casket of my wife, and as morbid as it sounds was like I was being buried. I remember picturing myself breaking my grip with...
She noticed the holes in my face. She was like; “Oh, you’ve got a lip ring?” I said; “Yeah, I had to take them out to get a job, you know, working for the man.”
I had a little New Testament that I used to bury in the ground. That was the only thing I had to read and I didn’t want them to take it from me.
I had a little New Testament that I used to bury in the ground. That was the only thing I had to read and I didn’t want them to take it from me.
They had read an article in the Tampa Tribune newspaper about my Yoga classes at four universities. They knew I was a seeker of truth, hungry for reality.
"I was so afraid that they were going to be mad at me because I had been lying to them all this time."