Suicide Is Never The Answer





An excerpt from a book I've been writing. It's been in the works for about 12 years now and I'm finishing it up. It's almost time to share it with the world.


A flickering light from a thunder storm projects on and off on the back of Timmy's head. His
head is down and his hands cover his face. Timmy sits on his bed with no motion for 20 to 30 seconds, then slowly looks up and to his right and stares toward a window. The pain in his
eyes is evident, like a child playing alone when all they want is attention from their busy Mom
and Dad. Suddenly...Timmy looks to the sky as he simultaneously hears the voice of the monstrous thunder rolling across the sky and then he hears the sweet sound of a gentle cloud burst as it begins to cry. Within seconds, the gentle sound of rain becomes a harsh banging
of a downpour and Timmy just shakes his head yes, as if he were being spoken to by the
storm.


Timmy throws his hands in the air and yells, "WHY...WHY..."


Calmly, Timmy stands and turns back toward where he once sat, and slowly reaches for a
picture that was laying next to him on the bed. He then turns back away from the bed, picture
in hand and bad intentions on his mind. Today was a good day to die!


Timmy walks forward toward a large full length mirror and begins to force himself to look at the reflection he sees.
"I hate you", Timmy says to the disgusting vision he sees of himself, "It's time for you to go!"


Timmy pauses a few seconds and again begins to speak to his reflection in the mirror and
a subtle cry has started to muddle his voice.


"Well, I wished you were 6 foot 2, but you're not...you're a mere 5 foot 8 inches tall, I guess you
can let that one slide...

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Plotting & Planning


We are very busy here at the b² command center plotting and planning our escape from
this teeny tiny room we're currently occupying and out onto the open road leading us to...
to...well, umm...whatever destination and people that are in our future. Who knows
where and who that'll be?


We're working on designing some merchandise to help our project. We've also been busy
trying to secure some sponsors to help us out with this project and vision we have. Thought
we had secured a local car dealer to provide a nice eco-friendly SUV for our travels
throughout the USA (that at the end of our travels would have been returned to them to, either, donate to a charity of their choice or auction it off) but it turns out they're giving us the run
around now because...

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Are you a "Born Again American"?


Wow, things have been crazy here on the b² front. Drama, drama, drama! So, we apologize for being bad bloggers and not posting for the past two weeks. We'll get our crap together.


So, last Friday we, me and Bobby, were walking into the local grocery store and we were
stopped by a woman standing outside (did that sound like the beginning of a joke?). She
walked up to us and began speaking to us in Spanish. This happens to us a lot.


Because we are Hispanic, our fellow Latinos just assume we speak the language.


And we should.


But, sadly, we don't.


I blame my Mama for not teaching me to speak Spanish. Weird thing is, I can understand it
(most of the time). I can even read a lot of it but I cannot hold a conversation in Spanish with someone. Bobby, on the other hand,...

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