Me again.

Yo.

Now, now I don't want you to be mad at me.

But think about this...

If I haven't been there for you, what might have happen?

Of course, it'll be a lot worse.

Anyways, I'm here for nothing.

You see, I have a friend.  He's such a good friend.  You know, he really works a lot, but at times when I saw him, when we meet each other on the streets, we talk about our lives and whatnot.

But every time he leaves, he makes me wonder... Why is he very hard at work?  I mean, it's just work.  

He's an important man, yes, but he really gives me the notion that I really have nothing to do.

He has a this quote, you know, every time he make an entrance to me, he points a bony finger at me and say

"Hey, my job is my job.  Death is not a curse, Life is not an endurance, Time is Clock, and Humans are just flesh and bones.   Me?  You just meet me when it's time."

That really creeps me out.

But he's really a good guy, minus the bones and grins and that big weapon he has.

Well, sometimes, i counter him with

"Ah, but Death is a gift, Life is a perseverance, Time is my friend, and Humans are Dreams come true."

Of course, his job is very special because he's the only who can do it.

You know, his name is typical.  

Death.  

Sometimes, I wonder if he has a Life as another person altogether.

-L.E.G. the Infinity + 1 

p.s. I don't really give advice.  I just tell them the truth they wanted all along.  I think that's why some people hate me.  Well, I say let them be.  I'm just doing my job.