i was once on the island of kauri freediving in the andaman sea i felt terribly ill stung by a lion lionfish and i was dehydrated in excruciating pain i'd lost all sense of time and place it's completely disoriented but i knew i was dying so i readied myself for it and in that moment at death's door i looked up and standing over me in the brightness was this landless broken sea gypsy just standing there smiling she and her tribe nursed me back to health good as new when i left the island she kissed me like a burst of sunlight on my cheeks it made merely dying well worth it that's how i feel now.
this has been a long time coming i hope it's been worth it what a terrible waste time blood money in the end for what revenge that's my passion revenge isn't a passion it's a disease that eats at your mind and poisons your soul i attended summer camp with this little stick of a girl twyla stansberry hell of an athlete capture the flag had an unrelenting passion for fitness never skinny enough a pound here a pound there ran like a deer until she couldn't could barely walk turns out she was anorexic the disease caused her to lose her sight i've never known anyone more obsessed with their body than twyla spent her entire life chasing something that destroyed her make sure your passion isn't your sickness you know when i was 15 i had a summer job installing carpets for albert cote goliad on lake charlevoix horrible job hot indoors forced to listen to the gambler on eight track while the rest of the world was at the beach three days into the job i knew i had to quit i asked my father for advice all he wanted to know is whether i'd given my word to mr godigolian that i'd work the summer i told him i had my father suggested i stick it out i've given my word worst eight weeks of my life until the last day mr kotigolian shows up at the job site pulls me aside and tells me that in 27 years no kid has ever made it through the summer gives me a bonus 40 dollars the most valuable money i've ever made a priceless lesson about life value loyalty above all else i need you to come in i found your girl number 84.
the picture you gave me the one in the girl i had it aged up in the system and marked as an fbi inquiry five weeks ago the vending machine is still not working dolly goes in for hair plugs she's the only one in the southwest service center with access so i'm frozen out the woman grading the written tests needs to shower this morning dolly comes back and guess what oh dolly got a hit a 97 match on your girl zoe dantonium as i said these things take time what the hell is that it's a new vending machine yours is broken considered a bonus you know 29 years ago when sierra leone there was a farmer named samwell zuma who had the audacity to identify several low-level mumbasa operatives to local authorities the cartel massacred the entire family all with the youngest son he was sold to a local ring of flesh peddlers the majority of children in those circumstances don't last more than nine months he survived eight years he was 14 when i found him too old too tall too angry and dangerous to be of any further value he was left to die chained to a standpipe in the basement of a squalid brothel in nairobi branded burned barely alive so i took him made him well so to his education he graduated university with a bachelor's degree in english literature he speaks four languages fluently and can get by and half a dozen more he is splendid his name is dembe dembe zuma raymond don't that was then it serves no purpose to kill him now you see that jeff that is what a good man does that is what separates men like him from men like you and make yourself [Music] it may be hard for you to imagine but i once had a relatively normal life bills to pay playdates family some friends people that care about him lost all that lost how in mexico there are these fish that have colonized the freshwater caves along the sierra dalabra they were lost they found themselves living in complete darkness so they didn't die instead they thrived they adapted they lost their pigmentation their sight eventually even their eyes with survival they became hideous i've rarely thought about what i once was i wonder if a ray of light were to make it into the cave would i be able to see it feel it would i gravitate to its warmth [Music] and if i did what i become [Music] less hideous
