Priorities

Dear Sir/ Madam,

Everytime that I find myself homeless, there has always been that moment when the lights come on, and someone is home.  This moment arrives usually after the fear, paranoya, and depression has passed.

My late father taught me to notice everything.  Meaning, see, hear and understand what you see.
He would say "notice everything".


  One​ thing that my father kinda​ forgot to teach me was how to handle what I see.  Unfortunately, he didn't always know how to handle the information that he received and it drove him and my mother to madness.

I've also have spent much of my life in madness, so to see life from a different stand point even after all is said and done helped me learn how to handle the truth.

Today, the conclusions that I've drawn are these.
1. No one is good but God.
2. If it is too good to be true, it is.
3. Everyone has skeletons in their closet.
4. Life can be very cruel.
5. It's dangerous to live life with your eyes closed.
6. It's even more dangerous to live with your eyes open.
7. We need God, Jesus and salvation more than we know.
8. American culture is very hush hush about a whole lot.
9. Not everyone that seems pure, is. Everyone has "messed up".
10. Help! Life is weird.

Being homeless puts me around people to the point of intimacy.
I see people that are tramautized by nightmarish happenings.  The condition of their skin and hair, the way they walk and how they respond to even the simplest of things places them in a rhelm of honestly that many who are able to have functional living or wealth have yet to tell.
 Here, make-up and nice clothes can not hide much.
I notice movement, placement and actions.  I've learned to see emotions, and to hear the brain talk.

What I see and hear broke my heart, and it leaves me stranded because there is not much that can be done about it.

All I can do from here on out is pray.  Also keep walking.

I pray for my children.  I am afraid for them. There really are some real sick sick souls in this world.
Many of who suffer from the sickness only realize the destruction until after the major storm if we are lucky to have our hearts and minds restored.

Some people "go crazy" and they never come back.

Notice everything.

Night y'all!

Sincerely,