So, I've got a dental appointment this afternoon to find out if a bad tooth is poisoning me. The pain I'm experiencing with the arthritis consumes my day. I don't think I'm a very thrilling person to be around lately. All i do is pule and whine "Woe is me." The idea with the dentist is to get him to X-ray this one tooth. I got a feeling it's not the problem. It doesn't hurt like an abscessed tooth. The pain I"m feeling is too dull for that. If I had an abscessed tooth, I'd really be crying. If it's arthritis in my jaw, It'll probably get to the point I can't eat without really hurting. Bummer.
Eating ain't all that pleasant as it could be, and hasn't been since I've started losing all my teeth. I guess I could be worse off though. People all around me are dying at a younger age than I am is. The famous people who have died recently are fairly close to my age. The news anchors aren't crying about what a shame it is they died so young. I'm not worried about dying. I just wish it didn't have to be so painful. My father didn't suffer much pain as he got old and died. I know. I asked him, and I'd know if he was lying. I saw him in pain quite a bit over the years from getting hurt on the farm. He saw me get hurt too. He lived to be 88 years old. Without any constant or debilitating pain. I'm only 69 now and had some serious, nagging pain for the last couple of years. Looking forward to 19 more years of living with this arthritis is not something I go into states of ecstasy about. I gotta learn to get sexually excited about pain. Then, I'd have something. Right now, my hair hurts.
I've started exchanging e-mail posts with another blogger who claims to have visions. I don't know why I've bothered trying to explain myself to people who don't claim them. I don't know how this e-mail exchange will work out, but he seems as curious as me, and appears to attempt to answer whatever questions I have about his experiences as me. The only people who can answer my questions about what happens to people who own up to having visions are the people who admit in public they do. It ain't pretty. Most people appear to think that the only people who ever had visions died two or three thousand years ago. Why would they not?
I do not attempt to tell the God's own truth here because I don't know what the truth is or hardly ever. I try to capture the drifting thoughts that randomly appear in my imagination for reasons I may not understand. I don't know if the content I capture with these words is true or false. The Comments settings are turned off to prevent me from having to defend what amounts to little more than fanciful, sometime crude speculation. Great moments in our lives never return.
