Jake Evans calls 911 after killing his mother and sister:

911 Dispatch: Parker County 911, where is your emergency?

Jake Evans: Uh, my house.

911: What’s the emergency?

Evans: Uh, I just killed my mom and my sister.

911: What? How did you do that?

Evans: Uh, I shot them with a .22 revolver.

911: Are you sure they’re dead?

Evans: They’re dead.

911: Okay, I want you to stay on the phone with me. Are you alright?

Evans: Yeah, I’m alright. (The gun) is on the kitchen counter.

911: Jake, are you on any medication?

Evans: Uh, no. I’ve been going to the allergist, I’m on allergy medication. Other than Zyrtec and Advil and Pseudoephedrine, I don’t take anything else.

911: Is there any reason that you were so angry at your mother and your sister?

Evans: I don’t know. … It’s weird. I wasn’t even really angry with them. It just kind of happened. I’ve been kind of, uh, planning on, uh, killing for a while now.

911: The two of ‘em, or just anybody?

Evans: Pretty much anybody.

911: Why?

Evans: I don’t know. I don’t really like, uh, people’s, uh, attitude. … I think it’s kind of, very, like, you know, emotional. They’re verbally rude to each other and stuff like that. I don’t know. It’s just my family is just kind of really I guess this is really selfish to say, but I felt they were just suffocating me in a way. I don’t know, I’m pretty, I guess, evil…Whatever, I’m sorry.

911: Were your mom and sister in their beds?

Evans: I don’t know. This is going to really mess me up in the future. I told my sister that my mom needed her. She was in her room, and she came out of her room, and I shot her. And she rolled down the stairs and I shot her again. And then I went down and I shot my mom maybe three or four times, but I’ll never forget this. My sister, she came downstairs and she was screaming and I was telling her that I’m sorry but just to hold still – that, you know, I was just going to make it go away. But she kept on freaking out, but she finally fell down and I shot her in the head about, probably, three or four times.

911: Are you in the kitchen?

Evans: Yes.

911: Where’s your dad?

Evans: He’s out of town. Washington, D.C. And, uh, I guess for future reference, I don’t really want to see any of my family members, like visiting or whatever. I just don’t want any type of visitors.

911: You don’t want to hurt yourself, do you?

Evans: Just to let you know, I hate the feeling of killing someone. (Sighs) I’m going to be messed up.

911: You just take a deep breath. We have deputies coming, and they’re going to help you. Just to let you know, we’re going to help you, we’re not going to hurt you.

Evans: I understand if ya’ll want to.

911: No, we’re there to help you, Jake. Everybody thinks we want to do bad things, but right or wrong, we want to help people, and we’re gonna help you. Do you understand that, Jake?

Evans: Yes.

911: Is it a gated community? Is there a gate?

Evans: Uh, yes. You want the password? (He gives her the password)

911: It’s going to be alright, it really is. They’ll be there shortly, won’t be long now. Jake, would you mind turning any of the porch lights on?

Evans: I have turned the front lights on. (pauses) I was thinking of my sister. She was 15.

911: How long ago did (the shootings) happen?

Evans: About, uh, 30 minutes ago. (breathes heavily)

911: You’ll be alright, Jake.

Evans: I’m really worried about, like, nightmares and stuff like that. Are there any times of medications, and stuff?

911: Well, I think there is. I don’t know, I’m not a doctor but … I’m sure your family will get you the support you need.

Evans: I don’t mean to sound like a wimp or anything, but this is, wow, I’ve never, like, done anything violent in my whole life.

911: You don’t sound like a violent person. But um, help will be provided for you. Medical and psychological. That will be provided, so you don’t have to worry about that right now. Take deep breaths for me now, you’re doing fine. In through your nose, and out through your mouth so you don’t hyperventilate, okay?

Evans: (breathing)

911: Good, you sound a lot calmer right now.

Evans: I didn’t want them to feel pain, that’s why I used a gun, but it’s like everything went wrong.

911: Jake, my officers are almost there, would you be willing to walk out on your own?

Evans: Um, yes, I forgot to say before I called, I put the gun on the counter, it’s still loaded.

911: Okay, that’s fine. I’ll stay on the phone until it’s time for you to walk out. Are you on your home phone? Is it cordless?

Evans: Yes.

911: Jake, what I want you do to is walk outside, but when you’re walking outside, stay visible, don’t walk behind any furniture. When you open the front door, put your hands up in the air, just walk very slowly, and walk outside, and keep your hands visible, alright, sweetie? I’ll talk to you later.

Evans: Thank you (puts phone down)

911: You’re welcome.

-The Psychology of a Killer

I was cycling and noticed a person ahead of me, about 1/4 of a km.

I could tell he was cycling a little slower than me and decided to try to catch him. I had about a km to go on the road before turning off.

So I started cycling faster and faster and every block, I was gaining on him just a little bit. After a few minutes I was only about 100 yards behind him, so I really picked up the pace and pushed myself. You would have thought I was cycling the last leg of London Olympic triathlon.

Finally, I caught up with him and passed him by. On the inside I felt so good. "I beat him" of course, but he didn't even know we were racing.

After I passed him, I realized that I had been so focused on competing against him that I had missed my turn, had gone nearly six blocks past it and had to turn around and go all back.

Isn't that what happens in life when we focus on competing with co-workers, neighbours, friends, family, trying to outdo them or trying to prove that we are more successful or more important? We spend our time and energy running after them and we miss out on our own paths to our destinies.

Moral :

The problem with unhealthy competition is that it's a never ending 'cycle'. There will always be somebody ahead of you, someone with better job, nicer car, more money in the bank, more education, a more handsome husband / a beautiful wife, better behaved children, etc.

Take what Life has given you, the height, the weight & the personality. Dress well & wear it proudly ! You'll be blessed by it. Stay focused and live a healthy life. There's no competition in DESTINY.

Run your own RACE and wish others WELL !

Wherever you go, no matter what the weather, always bring your own Sunshine.

Think over it.............

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Episode 1 days of Future past -

The date is January 29th, the year is 1968, and the hot new rock band look has just received the opening gig for one of the best bands on the planet led Zeppelin, they are performing in Jakarta Indonesia 3 days from now, lead singer and guitarist for look Dave Look has just arrived at the airport in Kolkata India... Has exited the limo with his travel partner Jill Stembridge , and the two begin climbing the stairs up into flight 2311 Garuda Indonesian airways. This is where our twisted tale begins....🌍💥☠️"you know Jill I really would like to thank you for getting me this gig opening up for Zeppelin"Dave speaks to her as they enter the plane.."with Robert trusting you the way he does, being that you two had grown up together... Getting this gig will change my career, and we will not let you down". Jill smiles back at Dave and says"well you have to remember he did finally give me my first exclusive interview, and I hate flying alone... So really it was selfish in nature getting you the opening spot I just like having you around to be my concubine"ah the dry British humor... Dave doesn't quite see it all the time being an American. So as these two musical friends, who are both currently enjoying unprecedented success in both their personal and professional lives, find their seats both are brimming with excitement for what lies ahead. Standing in front of their two seats, near the rear of the plane to be exact... Jill requests the window unit from Dave"hey honey you okay with me grabbing the window seat?"she pipes, already sitting down without a response."sure"Dave nods, flicking an annoyed eyebrow up a touch...damn you would have thought the rise to super stardom would have brought more respect, is what he is quietly musing. ..as the other passengers begin filling the large plane around them and finding their seats, Dave is already hunting down a drink...🍺"hey excuse me sweet tits"he uses his voice like a ventriloquist in the direction of the busty flight attendant Janell Mong "could you bring me a tequila sunrise babe and do it quick?"he quips fully expecting his celebrity privilege to make it happen."in fact make it a double I'm ready to sleep my way to Indonesia". The stewardess pretends to not hear his thirsty request, but slides in the direction of the bar nonetheless and begins mixing a drink. It is about at this time a bit of feedback blares out over the radio intercoms and a deep husky Louisiana style voice begins to pour out of the speakers"hello, I am your captain Joey Finn and it will be my pleasure to be flying you fine people this evening to the wonderful archipelago of Indonesia"Jill casts a worried glance at Dave."please remember to stay seated unless otherwise cleared for visits to the lavatory or to access your personal items in the stowaways above your heads..."right about now Dave is looking back at Jill and he is noticing the pilot's voice is drastically slurred, as if intoxicated heavily. Possibly even inebriated."and again if you need any assistance mid-flight the lovely Janelle will be glad to serve you and any of your needs thank you for flying Garuda Indonesian airways"Jill speaks first with obvious dismay in her tone"my God he's f****** tanked"she says in a thick British accent"this wanker better not crash this bird, and if he does he better hope he kills me... Because if he doesn't and he's still alive I will kill him"Dave cringes receding a bit from her vocal snarl, which is deadly serious. The stewardess arrives and distracts Dave with his double tequila sunrise, he nods his head along to jill as he sips. Looking around at a full flight, with quite a few interesting faces to gaze upon... Dave entertains himself with wondering how many of these people know who he is??? He smirks, knowing it's not many ,the plane begins to taxi down the tarmac, turns, lines up its approach for takeoff, and the engines come to a roaring life as the bird takes flight ,shaking a little as it leaves the ground ominously. Dave thinks he spots a celebrity a couple of seats away and speaks to Jill in a low tone"hey is that Sonia , you know Roman polanski's latest starlet of his last film- minor gender attracted, didn't she star in it?""yes that's the Cunny, I can't stand her"Jill replies"she's a terrible actress she's so tenuous, Surely Roman only cast her because she gives good head"shrugging, not wishing to continue this line of inquiry, dave finishes his drink and leans back into the comforting cushions of the seat, closes his eyes and begins to let the buzz take control. 😁 As he begins to feel himself slipping away towards sleep, he is confronted with the odd sensation of someone staring at him... He cracks open one eye barely, looks across the aisle of the plane to see a beautiful raven haired girl with tattoos on her neck and chest, staring at him intently. Alarmed, Dave slowly opens both eyes to look directly back at the strange girl. She doesn't move, no budging or shifting her gaze, in fact she intensifies it... Her eyes a black burn. Surely she must just be an over-eager fan, look muses to himself... His boozy heavy eyelids are getting heavy again, so he shrugs off the brunette and nods again off into a deep sleep..

The quiet murmuring of the passengers and the soft whir of the jet engines blending together into a cotton-like blanket of white noise.... And then just the blackness of sleep. Meanwhile, up in the pilot's cabin, Joey finn is up to no good and he's also thirsty again. He's on the hunt for some intoxicating spirits to imbibe so, he flicks the plane to autopilot and slides out of the cockpit to go hit the watering hole with Janelle for a minute.... But unbeknownst to him as he's turning to slip out of the cockpit chair, his left knee bumps into the lever that controls the autopilot that he just switched to on... And bumps it into the off position. So as our captain turns his back, exits the cockpit to seek Janelle and his traditional Jack and Coke in flight, the lives of all 108 on board including his own, have been left to the cruel hand of fate. No one and nothing is flying This plane. 🤔"Come on over here girly"Joey gruffly grins smacking Janelle on the rump."you know Daddy missed you while you had your 3 days off"extending his hand, flashing a devilish grin, and nodding towards the tiny lavatory... The stewardess reciprocates his advances... And the two go into the bathroom and shut the door. It is at this moment that everyone's Fates that are on the airplane are sealed. Had the pilot returned to the cockpit with his drink in hand, he would have discovered in time nothing was controlling the plane.... But in his horny haste, he easily fell victim to Janelle's jewels-and while the two are busy rejoining the mile high club..... The airplane is crashing 💥☠️ somewhere in Southeast Asia.... To be continued