Don't be surprised if my body's found at the bottom of our majestic LA River. I'm not coming up for anymore air. I've plunged myself so deep into my demise, Mr. Shakur's lyrics couldn't save me. At the point of all respect loss. Not for myself, I have all respect for myself. I will respectfully, graciously, and most effectively take my leave now.

".... the realer you get, the more unreal it gets. "

Goodnight & have a pleasant tomorrow.