I don't want to take this completely off topic so I shall keep it short. I'm another one of those people who speak as if I'm in my own world and it drives my girlfriend crazy because I come across heartless or cruel or mean or downright crazy a lot of the time, when all of that is furthest from the truth. Its hard to explain but maybe I belong in a mental institute for mad scientists (there you go Thomas Dolby, I told you I would fit that obscure reference into a sentence lol). Bottom line, I have to hold people's hands sometimes until the get what I am saying...or write it down for them.
Anyways, I vaguely recall Ms. Teena. Can't say I will miss her since I never knew her or her music, but I do know many others will and it is always a loss to go so soon. The best thing one could do who mourns a missed one is to get their name and story out to as many people as they can who already don't know, and maybe that alone can be encouragement for somebody else. The world works in unseen ways, so you never know. Plus, the Christian side of me would hope that she is enjoying the holy embrace as of now, while the spiritualist/scientific side of me hopes that she was able to trancend this existance and move on elsewhere as her consciouness lives on in pure energy.
Wow, I read this just to see who this person was, and I end up giving two seperate and unrelated mini sermons. Peace be with you ... Teena.
