by Chris McKeon » Tue Mar 05, 2024 8:52 am
As that expression says: "I've got Friends in High places". or words to that effect. Well because I have friends such as John, I intend on getting High. So, I assume that I should define what I consider High these days, these Days, High to Me these Post Pound Days. Ok I will elaborate on My Flying and getting High.
GETTING HIGH:
ok: I REALLY HAVE NO business even thinking about leaving the Ground, Sand, or The Granite. Whichever Dirt, Granite, or stand upon is what supports My Bodies weight prior to launching a Hang Glider. It really DOES not matter which type of Material is what I stand upon, prior to My striding forward when My Wings begins to have enough of a lifting force Due to Air flowing over it, that I will be able to Break free of this Gravity secured Penitentiary that I exist in. My Flying again was not spoken by doctors who attended My Nearly Dead Body nearly 14 Years ago mow. These idea, their thoughts, generated comments such as He will never walk again and Mentally, He will Never be much more than a Potato. I never knew of a comment regarding Why I was taken to the Hospital in the first Place being commented on. That was I never heard or was told weather these "DOCTORS" Believed in their ability to Mend My Battered Body, or not.
I'm just as I have been doing for what has been Fourteen Years on the Twenty-Eight of this Month. MY Fourteen years of; "Hang Waiting" The wait will be finally Over.