Friday, April 21, 2017

Not Much to Say

Stargazer, I am here.  I collected another from India who is paraplegic.  He was on the bus with me.  He might be a little rusty, but he will free himself this week.  He will walk, AND DANCE, when it is time.  For now, he is just exhausted.  He had a care attendant who was an untouchable.  There is an Indian grocery store up here and I run into untouchables at the bus stops by there fairly often.  I feel like people are REALLY listening to what people are saying and tracking hate speech my way around me.  I have very good hearing and there is nothing I can do about it.  I will just believe that there will be a time where even the laws of the land will protect me.  Until then, I must just be extremely polite to even the cruelest of entities.  Go ahead and speak.  You may just go crazy, very publicly.  I wish I was more creative and positive today, but I had nasty dreams last night.  Maybe hawk can say hello to me telepathically.  Everyone needs to be very careful not to get lost in a cloud of delusionality.  I plod on my way very grounded, personable, and directed.

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