Somehow this indictment seemed linked to the bigger better deal, although I cannot prove it, and have no desire to join the ranks of the dead whom tried. The gist of this comment left me with a sense that things are supposed to be one way, period. It also left me with a sensory that there was some element very determined to keep this intact. As I aged I began to develop a sense for this element. I could feel it, and it did not feel comfortable. My best attempt to describe the pain was an excruciating fleeting headache. Unless Demerol I stay away from pain killers, even aspirin.
Needless to say my worldview was altered forever, time will tell whether for better or for worse. Without going into the bloody details I will just say I tried everything imaginable and real to get rid of this ability. When all avenues were exhausted I learned how to ignore it, or better put, not react to it. I believe this will be my practice until my time expires on planet Earth. In all my travels I have met two men that understood this phenomenon.
We share two common threads, one of which I will speak briefly of. We all have had many close encounters with death. That being said, the first man has long since retired from society at large, and is currently spending his remaining years with his family. Although over the years there was much tension between us, our last encounter ended in prayer. I have not seen or heard from him since, but have heard through the grapevine what is mentioned above.
The second is not so fortunate, and due to the political climate at the time of this writing all I will say is he shared the same hometown as Shelton and calls me “Junior”. I am indebted to him for helping me understand how to exist in Big Business. I do my best to repay him to this very day.