Every morning I get up pour me a glass of milk, eat a couple of bananas, and jog out to the holy place. After deep meditation in the mountains I empty my mind and focus on nothing but air breathing into my lungs. I think of college football.....................I ask the Wind God will Tennessee win 5 games this year.................The wind god replies........nnnnnnnooooooooooooooooo........... ...with a soft echo into the deep space. Not satisfied with his answer I begin to curse the Wind God. A huge wind storm arises as I take off into the woods with utmost haste. Running fast I find shelter into a small abandoned cabin. It is there I shoot myself.