Nothing makes sense.
It’s supposed to drive you crazy.
Just ignore the shadow show.
I saw an old white man with a white beard and beautiful eyes shaking and dying today in the streets of LA. In a good neighborhood. I gave him 5 dollars and walked away crying. I’ve seen a million of them. Only three or four have got me like he did. He’s shaking and dying, and not crazy. I could only give him 5 dollars and walk away quickly. You can only give so much, can’t you? There’s so many of them. There’s too many for the beast system to accommodate. A man crouched down next to him seemingly trying to ascertain if he needed help or if he was going to be ok. It was 88 degrees, and he was shaking in a blanket. But it was not drunkenness. ‘Thank you young man’, he said to me with zero burden, as if to want only for the attention to be on me and my giving. He was sick with an illness. Who knows why he was still there and not in a hospital when I walked back later that night with a bag of canned food I found on my way to smoke “dabs”, passing the dying man yet again on my walk home through a good neighborhood in Los Angeles. There he was, still shaking and dying, of conscious mind and no ill intent. Why is there such a deficit of Love in the world? I dropped him the bag of cans, hardly breaking stride and said ‘I found this food for you, sir’ and he said ‘bless you’...a man easily in his 70’s, dying 3 blocks from me.
I can’t think about the false flags.
Be armed.
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