Is being said on the ‘wind’. It means connections are broken, people are UNCONNECTED.
I have a feeling because I was a “baby” various gang contacts dumped and dropped me as “useful” to them very early in my life. Too many people needed money! THEN people planned to help me have money… AND THEN… OVERSOLD me and anything I owned. Here I am decades into my life and I’m being snooped as a money source and I cannot afford my own life easily!
Ultimately, I am a victim of identity theft. It means I can’t do much no matter what… and the people using my identity may also be limited… UNLESS… they only used my name(s) as nicknames, not trying to use my identity paperwork to stay in the U.S.
It’s an old phrase. Been around for decades. Applies to a small story about me also.
From my Twitter/X:
There is another message I got. While in the cradle as a “child” people brought money and all kinds of gifts… went to others. Then I got scared, jumped out of the crib… people had planned to mrdr me, so I offered to be the drummer boy. They gave me drums and a false smile, injured me. I said, okay… I’ll stay further away. Only thing, it wasn’t a message… it happened. To this day I am not certain what I ran from, or gave up. It may have just been death itself.
I didn’t plan to write about myself, however there are contacts who didn’t know things so much they did the wrongs things with me even recently.
Is pressing me night and day Does it think it play?
To ask me for money Without honey It’s not funny.
Strangers want it all. From me.
I’m tired And retired, Force-ably.
No, don’t work. Tell US everything, And we’ll charge you, For us to do it. Force-ably.
the ‘wind’ is bothering me DAILY and NIGHTLY. And it is RELATED to me spending money on strangers and/or creating for a city that DOES NOT WANT ME INVOLVED. I have a feeling, these are not the contacts who knew me from the 1970s… or there is something I don’t know that is going on.
What if there was a young surfer, who learned the local beaches very well… got harassed into teaching newcomers about them, and shared ideas about new tech for boards… and they mugged the kid, stole all the ideas, forced him to move to the desert… and one day he came back with one of their peoples’ designed and made surfboards and he studies the waves at the beach he once was mugged..?
What would the gang that ruined him think? Would they show up and force him NOT to go into the water, steal the board and send him to the hospital?
What would old neighbors think? Would they welcome their friend the child surfer back or avoid them out of fear of the gangs, or afraid to tell him they made money off his ideas?
Ah humans. You need to let the surfer surf. Would you wound a bird from flying just because they were good at it and you wanted “your bird” to look better in the sky? Was it ever your sky? Is it your ocean? Really “your bird”?
I want to laugh… I want to cry. I know how criminal minds are. They forget how many people there are on this Earth and it is supposed to be a shared planet.
Have the inspiration for a new book! Thought I’d post about it before a neighbor does. This is a working title. The idea is about living a simple life in this crazy complicated and busy world. I believe there is some light to chase through the “trees of the forest”… “Hope in so much gray and dismal days”.
Well aware others have expressed their opinions on the subject. I’m doing it for me, because I want to read it 20 years from now. You don’t have to open this book someday, I’ll invite you though if I get it done!
I’m considering really limiting what I write online to under 200 words per week. I have a feeling that I am “burning out”… “readers”… or users of KSPL who don’t even know me. This may make their days go by easier too!
I realize now also, that I’ve been visiting Los Angeles for courthouse errands and figured something out… they never check my I.D. even for the courtroom when I have a mask on. So I’m going to stop going for a few months while I heal from my last year’s surgery anyway. If they really need me back, they’ll let me know in a very meaningful way. Not opposed to being a lawful person, I just realize I may not be well enough and they don’t want to push me into something as an ill person.
I’ll make a pledge to BE A LOT MORE CAREFUL about how I write things, so that I am not coming across “as criminal” when I was actually just “very irritated” and “agitated”.
(short story, written live on Twitter/X on 12/29/2023)…
A small town of 50 people in the desert lands of the USA… there is a drought, it is hottest time in summer. The residents have ONE SWIMMING POOL. Here are some things that come up at the town meeting. I wish you all to think about them. Answer for yourself!
Let’s all stay out of the pool and charge a lot of money at the hotel, even make a new RV park and bring MORE people to our oasis!
Let’s pretend there is no pool, and tell everyone outside of town how dismal it is here… then WE ALL SHARE THE POOL, take care of it, and ourselves.
Let’s sell the town with the pool and leave. Maybe with the money we can live in a small town where it is cold and no pool is needed.
What is your thought?
What if this small town is the illustration of a WHOLE COUNTRY, and the “pool” is all the resources it has.
This started out as a story idea, then to keep it very short it became a theoretical situation like a brain tease. Play on!
I have memories of being in college and just after and NOT having enough money for “real food”. There were some gang problems going on and I was caught between them all, so my own family people were NOT ALLOWED to send me some money to afford a better standard of living. I realize, MANY young people go through this, and actually even workforce people can. I’m going to write this with a little sense of humor, even though I know in my heart it isn’t funny to be low on funds and have to choose your daily food based on the money you have for the month.
I’ll keep this simple and leave it to you to create your own versions! The charm of my little list of ideas here is most can last days to a week, and are low cost compared to prepared foods from grocery and restaurants. Health conscious, money conscious too. It is about stretching your budget out and still satisfying your belly and even mind. I’m sure you have your ideas too!
Breakfast Dry cereal with milk or powdered milk with water, even homemade oat water or potato water or juice Oatmeal or grits with sugar and nuts, or sandwich jelly, or fruits*, or syrup (hot fresh made or overnight version) Pancakes with butter, fruits, syrups, jelly, granola, or even dried cereal Tortillas with a variety of toppings Egg(s) Polenta
*Fruits can be fresh or dried. Dried fruit can be kept much longer!
Lunch Can of soup, packet of soup Carrots or other vegetables, squashes, potatoes Bread or crackers with cheeses or spreads or meats* (as sandwiches and finger sandwiches) Rice dish with vegetables, meats, tofu, legumes Granola Yogurt Fruits Pasta Tortilla Legumes Egg(s) like boiled and sliced for salad or sandwich
*Meats can be bought in bulk fresh and frozen, can be bought in packets and cans too.
Dinner Hot dog, sausage, bratwurst and various toppings Stir fry: meats, vegetables, spices* Homemade pizza (your own crust or use bread slices with stuff on top) Various rice dishes (using fresh or canned meats, vegetables)
*Spices add complexity and are not required. My humble suggestion is to buy cheap bulk of just a few you know you’ll use regularly.
Drink Water plain or with flavorings(powdered, syrup, other) Real Fruit Juices (a little juice watered down really stretches it out) Tea (plain or with honey, spices) Coffee (black or with a variety of stir ins) Wine (actually may kill some e.coli and other things that collect in your system)
Desserts Home baked cake, brownies, cookies, health bars from oats and granolas Yogurt, ice cream, milkshake (even just milk with ice in a blender with a syrup!) Popcorn plain or with flavors
Late Night Snack Plain white crackers (with a variety of things you can put on them from spreads like butter, peanut butter to cheeses, sandwich meats) Oatmeal Vegetables Popcorn
I wish to note there were years my list was very short and very limited. I was admittedly in a state of being terrorized by angry gang people who must have misidentified me. I actually felt SCARED of buying too decent a food in a grocery store. Still not certain what was going on.
When I was very young, people asked me to ADOPT THEM at a COMPANY… not out of my personal low wealth. However, gangsters wanted to be BIGGER THAN me and my family… so they did that: Created companies and hired their own favorites. Okay? I got the bench at the ball game. Sometimes the big people chatted with me because I was an avid watcher and really “into the sport” itself, more than the politics and personal conflicts.
I have to RETIRE from even the bench now. It got too dangerous a long time ago, even now I’ve had to drag my old body up to Los Angeles for court hearings about me COMPLAINING about gang hits that injured me while “visiting from the bench”. Okay? Time to leave the ball park. Others want the bench seats anyway, okay? OKAY? Thanks for the fun, I’ve loved watching people play, living vicariously through publicly known stories.
Really, have you ever gone to a big beautiful mansion as a guest and when you arrived and brought inside another guest greeted you and the implication was it was THEIR HOME? What if you DIDN’T ask and ASSUMED it was this person’s home and they also were waiting to meet someone there?
Then… you both decide to walk and talk around… and you the guest have to leave before the owner or renter comes back? If you are criminal minded… do you leave and order “hits” to rob the place believing the guest is the owner and “easy one to kidnap” or mess with? What if you saw that big mansion guest again later at a very inexpensive store like KMART? Would you think they are an imposter? A fraud? Would you treat them like the mansion owner? Or stop and ask them again who they are? What if you again were criminal minded or crazy or just not thinking… and later started RUMORS, slander… that the person you met at the mansion was a fraud, not wealthy… and yet… you never knew their actual net worth? And what if they were the actual mansion owner and you blew them off because they were at a KMART or CVS? What if you started talking again and then find out this person is NOT THE SAME ONE as the one at the mansion you had a conversation with yet they knew WHO YOU ARE–and they are an imposter who may or may not know the guest or the mansion owner but have info on them?