How is life in the sunshine and after a few days of thinking?
From what I feel, it is beautiful. But I still would not say I’m in the sun yet. There is so much to see and know before I could I say I’m in the light. It may take many years, but I will not stop until I see the light.
Please join us to commemorate the 45th Anniversary of the Delano Grape Strike, which was started on September 8, 1965 at the Filipino American Community Hall in Delano, California by the mostly Filipino American Agricultural Workers Organizing Committee (AWOC), AFL-CIO led by labor leaders…
I will not be able to drive there but I will remember their contributions from here. I will also remember the contributions of Bro. Marian Laya Armington who stood with Philip Vera Cruz in the strikes.
Christine 11.16 pm: Poop. Linzy B 11.20 pm: that’s gross. Christine 11.20 pm: Lol. Only way to get your attention..I guess. Linzy B 11.20 pm: no it’s not Christine 11.21 pm: Lol..well, sorry..hope ya been well.. Linzy B 11.30 pm: sorry gotta sign offff Christine 11.30 pm: K, good night. Linzy B…
It was a car accident. Nothing particularly remarkable, but fatal nonetheless. You left behind a wife and two children. It was a painless death. The EMTs tried their best to save you, but to no avail. Your body was so utterly shattered you were better off, trust me.
And that’s when you met me.
“What… what happened?” You asked. “Where am I?”
“You died,” I said, matter-of-factly. No point in mincing words.
“There was a… a truck and it was skidding…”
“Yup,” I said.
“I… I died?”
“Yup. But don’t feel bad about it. Everyone dies,” I said.
You looked around. There was nothingness. Just you and me. “What is this place?” You asked. “Is this the afterlife?”
“To your enemy, forgiveness. To an opponent, tolerance. To a friend, your heart. To a customer, service. To all, charity. To every child, a good example. To yourself, respect.”— Oren Arnold (via whatwouldafreemasondo)