I didn’t kill myself.
Even at the worst of times I find plenty worth living through. If it looks like suicide, don’t question it. Don’t look too far into it; I will never kill myself. Whoever can make my death look like a mistake or accident can do it for anybody else and get away with it. Those aren’t people you want to be aware of. I’m enjoying life even at its seemingly strangest, challenging, and darkest moments.
Always remember that any article, video or report of any kind, that pans my death off as the result of suffering, has nothing to do with me. I am inviting people who read this to understand this fact.
Over the past month or so, I’ve basically chosen to get on the horse and stay on a healthy road as best as possible. Falling or not meeting a certain standard or criteria, do not necessarily bother me. I have no obligations other than to survive as long as I can. That’s my mission as a soul. That’s an objective that any healthy mind will attest to, also!
I’m not “high”. I’m not especially low. Side-to-side I keep my balance. There is no reason for me to die, or take another’s life. I am a very gentle person as much as I can be. I choose my own path because I am myself and cannot correctly put myself in anyone else’s shoes. It’s a radical, uncomfortable path, (sure,) but I find it has its own benefits, and it’s how I choose to live. I can’t live another way and call it “life”.
I keep my head above water with humour, events, socialising, engaging with the arts and music of life. I choose to do this vicariously (certainly). Minding my own business gives me a feeling of security. Feeling secure is preferable, but sometimes unattainable. That’s a fact I LIVE WITH.
Life is worth living.
That’s all, for now.
Richard.
(the humble rock dove)
The Humble Rock Dove 