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thoughts of suicide have helped many a man thru a bad night (nietzshe?)

Posted to Roadgoing

And the weirder I became the more weirdness I attracted it seemed, after the winter of 74 and the abortion I ran away from home to join the circus gone a couple months and when I returned I had a new friend, for years after his death I carried around his virology text book apparently he either used it as a pallet or set his brushes on it or maybe he had painted the covers, I think the family or wife was pressuring him to say in school but all he wanted to do was paint art was his greatest passion, hard to figure the way he told it to me did not make much sense …aliens were trying to make him change his chromosomes or they would make him commit suicide…all I could say was I wish I could change mine but that were’nt no help cause he did kill himself