I went early today. After lunch time. Cleaned my Mama’s black stone.

Rosa’s Mom was coming home for dinner. I cleaned around…cleaned

my Mama’s stone next to hers that hasn’t t been cleaned in a long time.

Two more dead ones were being interred. I heard their agonizing

crying…loud voices imploring Heaven to revive their poor relatives.

One had died from cirrosis and the other for a pancreatic condition as

well. Oh, Sweet Heavens. Alcohol can cause so much damage in people.

And what can you do…? Nothing. One of my uncles drank himself to

death. Probably like me. I don’t know yet. Getting your mind dumb can

be an illusion…a mirage…Well…it can carry you through the night.

Let’s no judge others and say how wonderful we are. Because we aren’t.

I’m sure you adolece from something. Maybe you love chocolate too

much…there we go! Diabetes! Don’t exercise as much…there we go…!

Therefore…be tolerant on other ways of being themselves.

You don’t have to suffer for others…

Ah, but was I saying. Oh, Sweet Lord. Yes. I went home and had dinner

with Rosa’s Mom, Lobo and Cuco.

EO