danistrulytheman

I'm STILL a self confessing, self professing know-it-all, or so I think!


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I don’t own the clothes I’m wearing

And the road goes on forever

And I’ve got one more silver dollar

But I’m not gonna let ’em catch me no

Not gonna let them catch the Midnight Rider

 

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09/11/1999

my sweet sweet lily!

danistrulytheman

Nov. 9, 1999! I’ll never forget it! My sweet little Lily came into my life! Sadly, she left it too soon. It was then I realized … Lily’s the only hope/reason I have for heaven’s existence … and I ain’t fucking joking! As I said before, if it does exist, and when my time comes … I’ll be barreling through, pushing ALL family members aside who went before, wanting to greet me, looking for her, wanting to snatch her in my arms letting her plant those doxie-lapping-kisses all over my mug like she always did! Speaking of heaven – afterlife … November 9th is also the day one of greatest geniuses of this place we call EARTH was born … Carl Sagan! And I leave you (along with a pic of my Lily) with one of his many great quotes, and this one in particular, pertaining to heaven/afterlife!

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I Like Eich!!

Ok, I get that Connor McDavid will be this generation’s superstar! And, I know Auston Matthew’s ceiling is unlimited as well! But, put Jack Eichel on a decent team instead of having him wiling away, being buffaloed losing valuable/precious time plying his craft w/ the shitty Sabres!  My point of view, and only time will tell, but you read it here first! Oh, and Happy 21st Birthday Jack, coincidentally on this post (had no idea, thanks wikipedia)!


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We get to feel small from high up above

The beautiful lull
The dangerous tug
We get to feel small
From high up above
And after a glimpse
Over the top
The rest of the world
Becomes a gift shop

The pendulum swings
For the horse like a man
Out over the rim
Is ice cream to him
The beautiful lull
The dangerous tug
We get to feel small
But not out of place at all

We’re forced to bed
But we’re free to dream
All us humans extras
All us hearded beings
And after a glimpse
Over the top
The rest of the world
Becomes a gift shop

I don’t know what to believe
Sometimes I even forget
And if it’s a lie
Terrorists made me say it
The beautiful lull
The dangerous tug
We get to feel small
From high up above

From high up above
From high up above
From high up above
From high up above