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My dad sent me this picture. He works on a island near San Clemente. He thinks a shark got half of him. They wanted to put it out of it's misery with a gun. But he swam back into the ocean when approached.
You don't know that.. his spirit could be untouchable. As far as you know, he's swimming back to his corner of the ocean to heal. To train. To push himself further than he's ever been before.
He will find that shark and he wi destroy that shark.
Learning to love life by living through loss and mistakes
Lessons learned then gradually surfacing, Letting go, stripping naked to scream
I am not perfect nor do I strive to be, I am alive in this world of face first falls and public breakdowns
I'm a retarded, disfigured clown
Dying to be heard through the simple art of letting this heavy wall finally fall
I'm an equal being of no race, or color, a hallucination if you will
Sneaking into the lives of strangers, and letting them fall apart to a new rhythm just to feel better