I Know what makes a Vulture...

A vulture is created by death in the human world. I know you've experienced this feeling; when you lose a loved one (especially someone with a little sum'n sum'n), the vultures come in droves. I have experienced it several times in my lifetime and it really creates a bad feeling about the people you thought had it together. Everyone thinks they should get a piece of the 'estate' if there was one, even if they hadn't come to see the lost one on a regular basis. Those who were raised by the lost one all their lives, who denied him almost to the very end. When it came time to possibly read the will, they showed up with bells on and were asking: what did 'daddy' leave 'us?' I wish never to have to deal with those people again, even though they are a close family member, because I just may tell them exactly what I think of them and the actions. My father always told me, "if you have nothing nice to say, don't say anything at all." I've become somewhat of a recluse and don't like my family at all. I know it's not nice to carry a grudge, it's more like pity. I don't deal well with stupidity, so I just tend to stay away from it, so that I don't voice my opinion and possibly 'catch a case.' Vultures come in all shapes and sizes and they feed on the misfortune and vulnerabilities of those who actually cared. I wish never to become a vulture, I am an eagle, I have a ferociousness for the ones I love and will give my right arm if I could to help my fellow man.

Don't be stingy with life or life will be stingy to you.