Whitney Houston Final Autopsy Report: Drug Spoon, Cocaine Found in Hotel Room

Sounds like Oxycotin was the over the counter drug its pure man made Herion from CVS and Walmart, much stonger then Cocain. Interesting 97% of all US street Herion comes from Muslims and 100% of all US man made Herion comes from a Jewis owned firm Perdue Phara. So they finaly have something in common, Herion. Its all about the Money. 20,000 US OD's and 50,000 dead per year mostly Oxycottin. Who approved the man made Herion from the FDA? check out the last name and you will be supprised.

I blame her low life scumbag of a boyfriend for getting her hooked on coke to begin with way to go B.B.!

So my only question now is... why do people do drugs in the first place? Why does it become an addiction a some point? What make them do it?

I love WHITNEY HOUSTON, very much ! her songs I usually sing to impress, earn and go places practically glued me up to each and evry meaning.
When she married Bobby Brown I thought, it will destroy her very beautiful meaning ...not because Bobby isn`t the man for Whitney...it is Bobby whom WHITNEY HELD ON to be happy, normal and away from the cruel world of showbusiness.

She is very famous, incredible world -class and a truly gifted talent that rule the world for a long time in the music industry.

But, deep inside the heart of Whitney, was a little child whose happiness and the privilidge to be like any other person growing up, has been eaten up, washed-off by the high demands of her profession.Working irregardless of any circumstance of a places, time and situations...she must get-fabulously dressed, very glamorously neat as a star onstage and deliver her voice in perfection to please the audience, woe and take our breaths away as she sang there on evry stage and stop the world to let her music reign.

She had to keep that for over decades and filled the pockets of her Makers and swoon down to her riches in silver platters.

Loved by all, but she found peace in Bobby, her words on OPRAH..." Bobby is my drug" is very profound. I saw her so pleased and proud saying that...and some found it evil grin as she spoke...

She ran out of interest to her craft, got tired of the fancy dressess and regal commitments...eventually got tired of her listening to the gospel and her family esp. her mother...succomb to addiction and get whacked.

From that moment,her mother took her out and asked her to retire...I thought...my Whitney is going down...no matter how she tried to pull herself up, she is going down and she knew it! She went back on her feet, strike some gigs and tours around...hardly hitting her famous high notes,got humiliated and still stand proud. That is what I admired about her. She may not have taken drugs as a serious destruction to her life but her faith in GOD made her kick a few notes just to be reminded she got 6 grammys to beat, and that she is rightful to receive lifetime achievement awards, tributes and what not, to keep her spark.

BUT NEVER I HAVE forgotten WHITNEY HOUSTON...when she died, I blamed BOBBY in all hatred, but later accepted...she loved her so much more than what he deserve and no matter what people say about Whitney...I still have her in my heart until I meet her beyond life...

That is why, I pray and I will continue to pervently pray...no more drugs to our new talents...this is a wake up call, Whitney gave us the wake up call, she served her existence well to provide us the pros and cons of fame...drug overdose and what horrible end we could be feasted on. So no matter how famous or normal people we are...keep safe, do it in style, be moderate, stick on family values and dont misconstrued drugs as our only way of happiness, for evil comes in very pleasant feautures we can get easily deceited.

Just a humble thought

-In light of such tragedies what if we all worked as community on lyrics, poem, etc.? Where we work together… where no one is better than anyone else?

-Why not?

-Below is extremely rough/rushed drafts for example/Extremely sorry about that!

Please feel free to do what ever desired with following:

(Please know not trying to make any statements with following, etc! Don’t pretend to have any answers about such subjects! Thank you for understanding!)

(Nay sayers, etc. please don't apply, etc.)

Come in out of the darkness
There’s enough light for us two
Stop chasing shadows
For they can soon stand taller than you

Everyone needs somewhere they can walk to
Somewhere someplace to call their home

Everyone needs someone they can talk to
Someone somebody when they are all alone

Come in out of storm’s rain
For there’s shelter here for us all
Tears can sadly go unnoticed
When shed in lives of pain

Let them fall

Let us comfort you

One and all

Let them fall
Let them fall

For the Sun will shine once again

Not for one but for in doing so… by comforting one another… then for us all

========= Below is another extremely rough/rushed drafts for example/Extremely sorry about that!


Speaks volumes
When the sensitive die
Are we too insensitive
Even just to try
To ask the real reasons why?

She is beautiful
Inside and out
Dies beneath spirit’s surface… amongst waters of doubt
When will the wise be the ones
To ask what these tragedies are truly all about?

What if we were wrong
About the judgements of History
What really killed him
When all along
Could it not have been you and me?

To say the least
Sadly the countless more
We are all in need of revelations… reach out… save… heal one another
Otherwise what are we truly living for?

When one reaches out… bares their souls
Should these strengths not be praised
For is it not more noble
To seek our own strengths
By eternally comforting those needing to be consoled
Than hiding in the futility of comforting our own insecurities
Judgement's evils and questions raised… need not control?

Bottom line is
We’re all in this life together
And yes we all do rely on one another
For in our present time
And the best of all worlds
Peace without peace within
Never allows for that one true blessed gift
The blessed gifts of peace of the mind

Now if we all always needed somewhere to walk to
Somewhere someplace to call home?

And if we all always needed someone to talk to
Someone somebody when they’re all alone?

What kind of world would that be?

When it’s very simple...
What it comes down to is up to you and me

You and me
You and me

Seek what it means to truly be free

You and me
You and me

For sometimes within such simplicity
Awaits the answers of truly being free
You and me

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