FInding PURPOSE in Chaos

I have brought myself to coffee at The Spyhouse, and today, the coffee is HOT. I ran into one of the baristas from IDS Starbuck's on the bus. He said, "Hi" excitedly. It was so sweet. I get a vibe that he is from CUBA and is part of Castro tree. Now I understand why he was excited to see me when I came into Starbuck's and a little cool when I had to take some times away. He is just ready for the shift into true reality and true insurgency. I tried to say goodbye and he kept just talking on his phone. He was working something that he needed privacy. I told him that I was going to the Spyhouse because Starbuck's is closed. I told him that their Starbuck's is the best. He said that he would see me on Monday (tomorrow). I feel the snowball picking up speed and girth as it rolls down the moutain. Maybe I can't see, but maybe people are seeing police as brute squads more each day. 1029 Bar Owners were part of the GANG TASK FORCE in Mpls. where they would just walk in to a merchant and order them to stand down as they took whatever they wanted. They would then fence the goods, locally, (retards) and so they got caught and the task force was dispanded. My stepfather had an in on that tip and shared it with me. Maybe Mpls is about to not be a city at all, no budget at all. You can keep the uniforms, but if you are beaten in the streets, it is so witchery that YOU will probably be charged with assault. I guess that what you all have wanted all along. You worked at is so fastidiously day in, day out. Chicago may be next, Rham (Israeli).