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Testimony

T estimony Hello. Life with a brain injury is way harder than easy, let alone one with the synonyms “severe and traumatic”  in front. I should know because I am blessed with one… When talking with people,  because it happens way more often than not, I wait for let’s say three seconds till the subject of what I do with myself between the hours of 9 to 5 normally comes up. Or if not that, normally I can tell them noticing the darting glances elsewhere on my body,  the way I walk. The “question” comes up. Why. I am ever so glad, in and un-glad kind of way, to tell them why. It is not that I do not know that it was and is a shame on way more levels than one. The way it I was living. Partying, the girls, and drinking, which way more than one person has been guilty of. May 19, 2007. The fact that I was driving solo on that night was merely a God-sent blessing. Thereby removing the need of me nervously stuttering while going through the story of what happened to a crying mother and
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Memory/\/\/

Standing 'round the house, conversing with my ma'... Actually, the memory word for word moment by moment how exactly this memory was first brought about. Then time itself, along with wear of this world grasping the credit for my beginning to lose it was stopped by mine and everyone's Alpha and Omega. You see, myself being far from complex, the main reason for just next to everything I do is for what was said to me back in my re-beginning. My memory tells me without hearing distinct words, I just know. It is kind of like when first being released ... the only way to describe it is to say it. "All answers, everything you need to know, can be found at the beginning and the end." Beginning and the End … Of the day, of the season, at the time far earlier than late in my situation. Those two words meant little to not to me, looking back more attention should have been paid to them. At the time seeing that it wasn't as if as I at tinkering with whatev
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No matter the many times tried to comprehend, the hours, minutes and seconds. Were they a waste? The answer differs depending on who is talked to, who is asked. If friends or family, the answers are varying degrees of positivity. While the opposite is true if people from my past are asked. Early, while my brain injury was like a wee lad, I prayed to  my Almighty Father , pleading, that I would only remember the necessary things about my past. That which would prove useful to me in my future endeavors. So, despite some weird looks, I have long since been saying  peace  instead of goodbye, see you later, or any the other. Not because I think it's cool or anything,  it too is what it is . No more no less. Really, would you like the opposite… War? Hate? How idiotic would I look? My reasoning when I say peace, not every time but everlasting peace derives from the Prince of Peace. He is the only place  True Peace  can be found.     ALL my history is uniquely spotty seein
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