My great uncle is going to die soon. It’s sort of a sad subject, death. I mean, nothing is worse than watching some one slowly die. I have seen 4 people just waste away in my life, it is horrible. I think when I get to be about 75-80, if I’m so ‘lucky’ if I ever feel myself getting ready to go, I’m going to go into the woods and let raccoons eat me.
When you look into a person’s eyes and see the fear, the fear of what comes next or does not come, and the desperate hand trying to hold onto life, it just shakes your guts up. Not much you can do about it though. There is life and there is death. Things are and later they are not.
A few days ago I got a Sam’s club Rotisserie Chicken and put it in the fridge with the intent of eating some while I watched wrestling, like a good American is supposed to. I told my brother, ‘Hey I got a rotisserie chicken.’
He said, ‘cool.’
I went out and came back twenty minutes later. It was half gone. He ate the best parts. I was like, ‘Damn, okay, but at least there is something for me.’
Ten minutes later I see him eating the other half. ‘Why the fk do you think it is okay to eat a whole god damned rotisserie chicken?’
‘I thought you didn’t want any.’
…What else can I say.
I am getting into sprouting stuff. I am sprouting some flax and making some rejuvelac (a fermented drink that is supposed to be good for your digestion). Not that anyone cares, but I am getting deep into the sprouting life, soon I will not be able to come back. These small seeds and berries are my life now, I need them.
My book ‘A SINGLE DAY’ is free this week.
This is the book about a family ready to fall apart. The story isn’t the final dramatic moment, just what is happening right before that point, with interweaving stories taking place over one single day.
I’m going to have a busy week, because my great uncle really does look like he is gone. So, if you need to contact me, just throw me a msg on twitter. BTW I’m not really close to my uncle, so no need to throw out any condolences.