Opinions and Thoughts of LightHouse Dann Verner - Just as he is!

I look to the Heavens and I ask “Why? Why am I outliving every person I know? Is it to pay my penance for my past life choices? Am I serving my time in Helheim now? Is this the punishment I must endure before I cross through that door? I lost my dearest friend and true Brother, Donnie LeBreton today to the demonic cancer. I cannot say  “Good-Bye   Brother “. I do not want to say those words. I know that when this demonic cancer finally defeats me I shall see you on the other side. Beit Heaven or Hell, Valhalla or Helheim. I sit here with tears running down my cheeks and pooling into a lake of sadness above my heart and I look to the sky and again I ask, “ Why ?” I lost count of those I have buried. I no longer go to funerals. I have seen too many. In my youth I made some very evil choices and I ran amuck through life. You, my Brother, could always reign me in. And many a time you did.  There has never been a day in my 62 years that I have not thought

My next adventure in battling cancer. Two hours a day for 40 days at 600,000 Pa. Two serious side effects being – first, high possibility of further ear damage, but that can be repaired. The second, 70 percent chance that due to my previous eye problems I may go blind. That is NOT repairable. The next fear is that the plate in my skull may not withstand the severe pressure. We will not know unless we try.

Allow me to take you on a journey within the twisted churning void of my inner self. Within these pages may you find the essence that is me – may I guide you through the tunnels of my thoughts and bath you in the radiant glow of my opinion. I offer you ‘Dann’ just as I am.. Many ask me why l write. I write my books for me. I tell my stories for my readers. I am not sure if my works are badly written good stories or well written bad stories. Not too sure if I care either way. I do care that, in my “Walk With Dann Collection”, I am telling my life as brutally truthful as possible via a fictional perspective. In shame and in honour. The first book of the  “Walk With Dann Collection” was the very first book I actually wrote. I left all the misspells and grammar errors in on purpose. As I also did the with the formatting and editing errors.  I did this so you, the reader would see that life is full of mistakes and my life began “DAMAGED”. As the following volum

“ AM I RASPUTIN?” In my lifetime I have  often time fallen into rivals hands. I have been overdosed, stabbed, shot and beaten to mere milometer of Death, herself. Even left for dead – laying stretched out like a Crucifixion on the orange line on the McKay highway. The Guardian Angels saved me – not my fellow “ other ” Angels. That incidence was 49 years ago today. At this time on November 18th, 1970, I was hanging upside-down, dangling like a Pinata, while men twice my age beat me with everything and anything they could find. All over me asking for one penny more per pill I foolishly attempted to broker to them. One cent times ten thousand. For 8mg Hydromorphone stolen via a break-in of a large name corporate pharmacy chain. In desperation of a ‘ quick ‘ sale, I approached the number one rival of the “ Club ” I swore loyalty to. As the trucker who spotted me in time, dragged me into his trucks cab and tried to wake, me I had my first “ vision or dream or whateve

“Souls” . A single syllable that labels all it is to be human. There are no two alike. For each of us are the only soul like we are. I spent many weeks in Princess Margaret Cancer Center this past eleven months. Much of it in isolation due to bacterial concerns. This left me with little to do but “ observe “   who, what and everything that transpires in one of the world’s most prestigious treatment centers. Whereas Princess Margaret  deals only with cancer patients compared to a “ general ” hospital where you have the chaos and  annoying noise levels, PM is tranquil yet cheery. In my over twenty weeks accumulated as an inpatient not once did I observe an angry exchange between doctor/nurse vs. patient. In a general hospital one would be lucky if twenty minutes were to pass by without some angry exchange or some other type of chaos. So, I watched and I learned that to be a nurse, PSW, doctor or even the janitor – any of the staff, volunteers, support staff, etc. – in a c

What the FRACK is wrong with Toronto Society???? 3 shootings. One dude stabs 6 people – 2 critical – 2 serious. One is left to wonder that if a man is to stab six people was he in a complete lunatic fringe or was he fighting for his life? How does one nut-bar manage to hurt so many before he is stopped? I wouldn’t care he stabbed me up I would have been right on his ass. Ain’t nobody stabbing nobody. We will not bother to mention all the other shootings and stabbings this week . THEY CAN POUR MILLIONS INTO SOLVING TORONTO’S GANG VIOLENCE ALL THEY WANT. IT WILL NOT DO A SPECK OF DIFFERENCE. Even this dying, deaf and almost blind old ‘G’ can see that there is a turf war taking place right now. From past experiences in the early 1970’s I can say that we should expect it to get much worse before it gets better. Gangs like these cannot be reasoned with. Their lives are lived by a set of strict values and they will defend their beliefs to all ends. Survival of the fittest

This blog I published awhile back. Now, with the launch of her web page leruzlarose.com I felt it only proper to re-post with updates. Okay y’all gotta listen here. A while back I had to write a blog about this Angel and her natural talent . I told you all then that you have to know her. From opera, Christmas , classical, modern and whatever genre there may be. Miss LeRuz La Rose puts 100% into it and makes old biker gangsters cry happy tears. What she does for her Bronx community is beyond words. I will let you go check her page and see the five thousand other endeavours she has. This woman is so humble that she does not know she is a genuine Living Angel. Which would explain why she must never sleep because she has numerous Praying It Forward shows or fundraising or something that benefits others on the go at any given time. I get teary eyed EVERY time I watch or listen to her. Because true talent and pure hearts are my Heroin. There is so much factory produ