Tunnels or Funnles

 As I get older I find life to be full of funnels not tunnels. Friends look at me through a narrow opening and they see a big picture of what should be for my good. The doctors look through a funnel and they look at to the point of physical body. They have the big end and everyone they look at is in the eye of the tube. The attorneys they do the same thing they look from a legal funnel knowing all the problems that I face and they have that narrow end for me to look back to them. God has that same funnel and he allows me to look through it from a spiritual opening. 

When we get in the closet and ask what I would do if I didn’t have all those looking at me from a big opening to the point of my being. If l were to choose rather to die on a operating table looking up at a white mask of someone leaning over me in a white robe or from a judicial robe or a white gown with angels around it. If I were to put aside all others and just take what would be my way to pass on I would be in Los Vegas with a cigar in my mouth not on operating table but on poker table with the most expensive whore in Nevada on my knee and a tall glass of the best scotch whiskey the house has to offer and I would wish to be holding a royal flush.  

If one only looks to this world for answers they would be easy for me. But I have this little thing inside me that tells me I cannot do everything I want. But I do have the chance to do what I think is the right thing and if nothing else but what I speak is to use that to cause me to follow the last trail in this world I chose to follow the light from within not the light others want me to see.  Again, I can only say what I know, not what you expect or want to hear.  

 

A Messenger, 

Verl K.