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October 31, 2026Halloween comes with stories of both truth and fictionAnd, so –I offer you my truth without fiction: I suppose that in the spirit of this day, I can expose some of the spirits to which I assume divide the line between good and evil.Therefore, if I am to define both good and evil, then I need to expose myself and all that was evil. Halloween is only one day.At the time, a day in the life saw more spirits of the damned than a night in costumes to play make-believe.I swear. I was never a so-called man of God. My faith matched my behavior and so, as wild as I was is equal to the hate that I had; and of course, as hateful as I lived was equal to the hollowness and the emptiness of a soul that was donated before being possessed. I was underground somewhere. I was elsewhere. I was at a place where the older prophets told us about the breadcrumbs we should leave behind. Leave a path, we were told, so that we could find our way home if we get lost.All the profits I knew lost…

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