He Was Like Me - A Kindred

In My Years, I Have Seen That People Must Be Their Own Gods And Make Their Own Good Fortune. The Bad Will Come Or Not Come Anyway.

Religion Kept Some Of My Relatives Alive, Because It Was All They Had. If They Hadn't Had Some Hope Of Heaven, Some Companionship In Jesus, They Probably Would Have Committed Suicide, Their Lives Were So Hellish.

The Big Talent Is Persistence.

Better To Stay Alive," I Said. "at Least While There's A Chance To Get Free." I Thought Of The Sleeping Pills In My Bag And Wondered Just How Great A Hypocrite I Was. It Was So Easy To Advise Other People To Live With Their Pain.

Humans Said One Thing With Their Bodies And Another With Their Mouths And Everyone Had To Spend Time And Energy Figuring Out What They Really Meant. And Once You Did Understand Them, The Humans Got Angry And Acted As Though You Had Stolen Thoughts From Their Minds.