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AM I A RASPUTIN INCARNATE?

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“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 whatever” of Rasputin.
At that time I thought little of it. Looking back five decades later, I realize there may be far more to this.
AM I A RASPUTIN’S INCARNATE?
I still have my Guardian Angels – the other Angels and I parted ways many moons ago.
By mutual agreement. A privilege few are granted. A reward for time served and dirty deeds done dirt cheap.
Am I proud of that? My “Shakie Dann Verner” side is. For because of my loyalty and silence, I was granted a chance of a normal as possible life after I served my last long term in a federal penitentiary.
I have never returned to prison. I still have occasional get together's with the “Brotherhood“.
Although, to the best of my knowledge I am the soul surviving Brother. Age and violence have laid the others to rest.
Rasputin suffered at the hands of rivals and of wolves in sheep's clothing. As have I.
So, I ask myself why the repeated visions?
Could I be channeling the Rasputin of old?
(On another note. …. take away the “Ras” and you are left with a “Putin”. Another great man of recorded history.)
My “LightHouse” side holds no pride. But, in my life my greatest claim to fame is my honesty and therefore I have no qualms of publishing my choices in life.
Be they Dark or Light.
For at the end of each day I remain Dann – just as I am.

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