I should write more but I'm lazy just as readers are even more lazy. I should then try to be like other Mexican American writers who believe they are spiritual writers or zen zies after a life of danger and desmadre. I'm not quite sure I can believe somebody whose been engaged in a former life of crime for the mentality never stops.
My father in law use to state he couldn't become a born again Christian because everybody attempting to convert him were all losers, he would state they were former drug addicts, criminals, and engaged in every sin possible to now preach to him the virtues of being saved. I feel the same way.
I'm not going to listen to no former criminal turned preacher, come to think about it, I wouldn't even listen to God or his chosen son Jesus much less to someone who's been in jail for harm committed to somebody else. I grew up in Lennox and I was taught by my mother to know the difference. I didn't engage in danger to anybody else except for some emotional pain for ex girlfriends--but that is normal. We didn't like each other's personalities and wouldn't admit to it. Like they were all innocent.
I'll keep listening to my mother and my dogs versus some reformed criminal preaching spirituality. Right.
