No piece of firewood was safe from the onslaught....

Jimi Hendrix- "Machine Gun" lyrical excerpt:

May this be love
Or just confusion born out of
Frustration-wracked feelings
of not being able to
Make true physical
Love to the
Universal gypsy queen
True, free expressed music
Darling guitar please
Rest. amen

Check out the song. Get it on ITUNES or Limewire. Or just email me. Some prayers you just don't find in your local church's catechism book or religious tome of choice.

But this is the way you battle cancer. Embrace the words that comfort, and fight with the weapons of force. Take a bit of poison that attacks the bad cells and endure the side effects, the good cells, the casualties of the war.

While you're at it, check out "Red House" by Hendrix. ok- rizzo