I was taken to that hospital, and due to the courtesy of a wrong injection, I lost all the movements of my right arm, can you believ that?
I rarely tell all people in a group, about that.
But it really happened.
My right hand has atrophies, slight atrophies, but I play and sing naturally, just what I can.
I am a survivor.
My German parents, particularly my mother is a terrible neurotic, and unfair, 59% of the awaken time.
It would be great if we could all the time celebrate...
Now, the son of my sister, I mean, the second one.
he entered here today, and threw unto myu face that I live here as a favour of my parents. That is amazing... a kid 25 years old, speaking nonsense,... he never comes here.
Families are so.
My mother is called Ingeborg. She is just slightly bodywise, seeming looking as Inger here, in this iPeace group.
She is a very sensitive also woman, just massacred by my father, a brilliant musician, sexually neuroptic and harmful man, very animalistic and stupid.
Tremendously carismatic also, inside of musicians circle in brazil.
Whatever he beated my mother when he was refuse sexually around 2 in the morning, it was enough to an actress the other day to ask me if I never beated him... she would do that, she says.
There is rain ouside of my window, I would do a song:
THERE ARE RAIN DROPS FALLING OUTSIDE THERE
THERE ARE RAINDROPS FALLIN OVER ME
BUT THE SKIES ARE NOT WEEPING THEY ARE
JUST CELEBRATING THE SEASON, THE SEASON Love...