“There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.” --Maya Angelou

Monday, September 26, 2011

helped out a homeless old man who was being harassed by a drunk student. jock type. cops were called. (there are times when official authority or power structures handling other power structures in a community is the way to go about things as opposed to handling it yourself
i am not messing with a student against an old homeless man. its best to let the cops see its for once not The Homeless who are going to be at fault or blamed for.whatever is going on.)

after that i felt the years of harassment melt a way a bit.

i felt confident.

after a time a sheriff car came by and really checked things out. then cop car after car went by.

strangely this dissolved my new found confidence.

after years of conditioning, of torture the system to push my buttons seems fully formed and complete.

with very little effort edpecially now with such beavy all pervasive psycho management, it seems i can be controlled, kept confused snd down all the time.

today being sunday there was relief. i exlerienced this place as it really is not through a haze.of.electromagnetic pollution.

tomorrow, its back down the rabbit hole.