(Source: zetsubounikki, via opositiveninja)
“Death is the final rest, but it’s an ugly rest to behold.
I’d always heard, from the time that I was a little girl in the mountains, that until a person’s spirit leaves the body, a person ain’t truly dead. I was hysterical, and determined that Conway’s spirit not get out of his body. If I could keep it there, or if I could get it back in there, Conway would come back to life, I honestly believed. When I leaned over Conway, his body was so warm, I became convinced that his spirit was still there. I told his spirit to stay inside him, and when I feared it had gone, I looked up and told it to come down and get back inside him.
“Oh God, don’t let him be dead!” I yelled. “Oh God, bring this here body back to life. Come on down Conway, and get back in your body.”
“He’s already gone to Heaven,” the chaplain told me.
I remembered the Bible stories of Jesus raising people from the dead. I remembered the scripture that said, “Jesus Christ, the same yesterday, today, and forever.”
“God’s gonna heal him!” I kept yelling, completely hysterical. They finally gave me a shot- a sedative- and took me out of the room. The sedative had started to work by the time I got back to Doo’s room, but I still had to turn my head to the wall, so he wouldn’t see me cry.”
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“If you’re born in Kentucky you’ve got three choices; coal mine, moonshine or move it on down the line. “
“A Coal Miners Daughter” for Kentucky. Interesting. I wonder what movies will represent this state in another fifty years.
Here’s a serious advice. Even the nicest people have their limits. Don’t try to reach that point because the nicest people are also the scariest assholes when they’ve had enough.
(via kidcuddymd)
