I love the way his partner describes his dying hours. He was on Percodan and Dilaudid and she injected 100 and then another 100 LSD and held his hand and spoke incessantly into his ear that he was going willingly, happily, joyfully into the light, into a new world of love and happiness and she kept up this murmuring for hours until he stopped breathing. The doctors in the room all agreed that he died a very peaceful death – without anxiety or pain. It was the nicest death they had witnessed.
- just a quick note for today: I will be writing somewhat in future on here or on Bothar na Strapai. If you want to get in touch with me use my email which is “email@example.com”. Otherwise my Instagram addy is “pjjcm”. To connect with my Facebook use http://www.facebook.com/dailyllama48. That’s all for today but here are two by Leonardo and one by Michelangelo… enjoy. I’ll be back later as promised with more stunning images netted from the WEB and offered to you as dessert…
- A stonecutter’s dream poem !!
- St Patrick’s Day Eve in Kingston, Ontario
- 1974 The Birmingham Bombings
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