Inez

i met her in a park i was passing through, she asked me to stop and play her a tune. (That always happens when i carry my guitar around) So i played a couple and she sang along, she told me her story and she sang me a song, sipping vodka on a blanket in the grass...she's a Cherokee Indian and a little bit white, smokes allot of rock and she likes to fight, been to prison 5 times met her first cousin in the pen. And that's as close to her family as she's ever been. She met Jesus at a tent revival when she was 15, got baptized in a river in the hills of Suwannee. says she's got a lot of forgiveness to ask for, she can't hear his voice anymore...She used to ride horses and hunt rattlesnakes, swim in the rivers and fish in the lakes, now she makes her living walking the street and she believes very strongly that you are what you eat, she says she's half rattlesnake and quarter-pounder with cheese among other things if you know what i mean... she said life's so different from back on the farm...i told her God still loves her and she said "i don't know...i think i'm too far gone." then she said she had to go. she was headed to work out on Murfreesboro road, "if i don't get a hit i think i'm gonna explode." she says she can't hear his voice anymore, she thinks forgiveness is too much to ask for... she thinks she's too far gone...