Selected Thoughts of Reality

During the winter or 1972 or 1925 my life began. When I woke up I started to die in the spirit. Do you think the spirit go on? Well it does.  My life started in the red day of the mountain, in the smoky mountain of Tennessee.  The families didn''t have much but, we stucked together.  We went to the Salvation Army for toys, and the Red Cross for check ups. In the old days, mother had to hand me down thoughts to keep us strong rooted.  Put sodine oil on a swollen ear to make it go down. Make soup out of fat back skin, lie dye, saprine taking in the stomach. What for? I don''t know, but I know it worked for me well, upon an upset stomach.  The burning of hair and smelling it was to keep the spirit from getting in your soul, unless you wanted it there.  When I first watched television I knew then I wanted to help people or give an opinion. Upon watching Smoky Ranger my friends and me would go into the wilderness, and play Ranger and would come out of the woods with the chicken pops.  During our cookouts we had hot dogs, smollow, and hamburgers. Growing up I wanted to be a cowboy in white, I was always the good guy.