About an hour later I wake up and I hear water running - when I sit up alls I can see are some mans khaki pants hanging down to his ankles, holding his weeny in his left hand and pissing in my area - almost on top of me - "Hay you can't do that here - in front of me - you need to go" I jump up and cross my arms across my chest and order him to leave - He wouldn't budge until the last drop dripped off of his little pecker. He pulls up his pants and walks away - There's more of the L.A. Times around here somewhere - I'm going to have to put more cardboard and paper down - so I can lay back down.
I swept up the area around the container, put some of Sunday's L.A Times down in the little gutter part of the concrete that goes down along the side of the thing, put a couple of those wood planks on top of the paper amd my sleeping bag on top of that. I can see a couple of rather large rat-traps on each side of the container and quickly focus on other things - It's already dark so not much else to do but get inside my sleeping bag and hide and cry and pray.
About an hour later I wake up and I hear water running - when I sit up alls I can see are some mans khaki pants hanging down to his ankles, holding his weeny in his left hand and pissing in my area - almost on top of me - "Hay you can't do that here - in front of me - you need to go" I jump up and cross my arms across my chest and order him to leave - He wouldn't budge until the last drop dripped off of his little pecker. He pulls up his pants and walks away - There's more of the L.A. Times around here somewhere - I'm going to have to put more cardboard and paper down - so I can lay back down.
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There's one of those big steel storage containers over here, the ones they use on trains, to ship merchantile across the big U.S.A., out here next to a business, it looks like a place where they sell and install car sterios and there's a McDonalds (with a bathroom & hot coffee) a block away, on this side of the street, so I don't have to cross Glenoaks Blvd., so I guess I'll stay behind the metal storage container, I can't walk any further my legs wont cooperate, so this is going to have to be it - for now. There are a couple of wood planks someone left out here that I can use as a barrier between me & the street-for some privacy, if there is such a thing out here - in front of God & everyone.
My feet are torn-up - calaces everywhere - I've been trying to use those."Corn" things that my Grandma used to use, you stick them between your toes so that they don't rub together and remove the skin from the toe - which is going to happen when your feet are sweating/wet and it's 150 degrees out here! It was 4:15 a.m., the weather was perfect , dry roads, unlike the one's I've been driving on over the past few years in Portland and all around Oregon - where I was rejected and kicked around like a Peasant in the Devil's Den - but that's another story - "The Accident" on the freeway, just as I was getting started - before the crack of dawn, because I'm always trying to stay ahead of the traffic - especially in Oakland, California - on my way to Padadena - Suddenly, out of nowhere these little cars start flying by me, from all dirctions, I was merging over into the left lane and all of the sudden "Banb" something slams into me from behind - I put on the brakes (dumbfounded & shocked) and just sat there - paralized (scared shitless) not knowing what was back there - knowing I gas to get out and go see what it was - Without thinking of what else could possibly happen, I slid out of the truck onto the pavement, held onto the side of the Penske Truck (16 ft. Truck) and looked back there, it was still dark - I couldn't see anything - until a truck slammed into the back of the car that was plastered to my Honda Accord, that was on a trailer on the back of the Penski truck - which were all plastering themselves to the back of my Truck - I panicked - my knees collapsed and I managed to somehow drag myself back up into the driver's seat of the truck - shaki g & crying hysterically - not knowing who to call or what to do - at all - a total blank - very unlike myself - but I was all out of answers - beat into oblivian by these "Evil Doer's" that are relentless in their seige against me. I can't unwind - I can't think - I can't find any breathing space - I am their "Prisoner" and I will be blamed. The Fireman on the Scene urged me to go to the hospital and the Policemen were telling me to mpve the truck off the freeway - how can I go to the hospital, when I'm the driver of the truck, the back is wide opened, full of my stuff (that's falling out) and I can't trust anyone - so I jump in the Penske Truck - after they peeled the four cars and the truck off of the back of it and drive away - alone and completely in shock - not even knowing where I was or where I was going. I ended up loosing the truck in Pasadena - I believe it eas taken by the Penske people - with the assistance of the Police Department in La Canada, California - when I stopped to get some fresh air - I needed to get out of that truck - nobody was cocerned about my welfare - they were all focused ok n their material belongings and stealing mine -My Cell Phone, Blue Toorh Speaker I just bought for $90.00 were amongst the many things missing - including the $80.00 I had in my wallet - I was roaming the streets in shock and traumatized - I am Disabled as it is and alls they can do at Penske & the insurance companies is hunt you down for statwments & put their guards up - against me. Here's the shopping cart I was reduced to use as my transportation - because any help I needed or requested was declined. The people at Penski wouldn't even allow me to take my things to my storage facility to unload it - they made me walk - My Honda was totalled & they wouldn't allow me to take the truck - so I had tp walk in 105 degree weather and sleep on the sidewalk - I tried to sleep on a little strip of grass in front of the Penski Store - where my truck was parked - but they turned the sprinklers on me and got all of my bedding, sleeping bag, papers, etc., all wet - because I couldn't move it off of there fast enough to keep it out of the water - They thought it was funny - I cried and hung my wet jacket & wet clothes on the tree. Los Angeles - October 2017 It's been a while since I've written anything in my Blog - Paralysis sets in & months go by in days - We are @ the end of 2017. - I'm back "Home" in Los Angeles - It's hotter than a Witches Tit & has been for the past few weeks - I'd fill you in on what I have been up to - but I have a feeling you already know. Here's to looking at it through my eyes - What L.A. looks like " to me" now. The Apartment complex I used to live in - in Sherman Oaks - with8 my friends Lori & Lana Henricks - is still there - roght where it used to be. The driveway looks a bit torn up - like it was hit by a bomb - but the exterior of the building looks fine. I found part of a red (blown-up) vest & some other materials that looked like they may have been part of a "Suicide Bomber" - I hid it in the basement of the building and slept on the floor in the laundry room - it's creepy - it smells like dead bodies in there - I still have it in my throat & nostrils - it doesn't go away - It's the smell in the buildings around here - with the curtains all drawm closed - These unbearably hot days just stirs up the stink in the air and makes it worse. Now you see why I didn't want to tell you!! Check out these blown up vehicles... I'm up in the Cascade Mountains - just like anyone else, to relax and have some peace & privacy - Well I had it for a while - as a matter of fact, I woke up here this morning and felt the blessings from God - that this is my backyard for the time being - Anyways, I know you want to know about the "Wee Wee Brotherhood" with their pants down - roaming around & right in front of my vehicle/residence - I don't think they even knew I was there - when they dropped their drawers and proceeded to leak their lizards - while I sat there - in the front row with pop corn - These guys were not "Wee Wee" - from what I could see - The ones I saw in the bushes - But I wasn't looking. They looked like famous movie stars - and were "hung like horses (small horses)" and proud of it. Does anyone recognize them? I protested but they couldn't hear me - they were inebriated- their driver was waiting in the SUV . They disappeared as fast as they appeared and I got my space back for the moment ... I flew past Bend, Oregon, after being attacked by a gay guy and basically being " Bullied" right out of town - by the same group of Terrorists that meet me everywhere I go - The bigger the Town - the more the "Bullies" attack me and block me in - on all sides? It's very difficult to breath - even now, while I'm writing these words - so I have to keep moving - After all - I am their moving target!! I looked on my map and saw a little Town called "Paulina" - (my twin sisters name) - I miss her so much - I drive there just to see it, so I can show you what the little Town of "Paulina" looks like and I was happy just believing that it was her that I was going to see there - It made me happy just to go there.. Here are the photographs of Paulina, Oregon, I hope you enjoy them _ There was only one little Country Store there and a few homes - no Macy's - so right then I knew it wasn't the real "Paulina" - Her town would have two (2) of everything!!!!!!!!! Bend, Oregon isn't everything "The Media" says it is - The Natives of the area told me that they don't like Bend, because it's to crowded and commercialised- That's an understatement - The clash between the "Red Necks" and the "Gay Community" is deafening- I was attacked by a Gay Guy, in the parking lot of a gro I've been living out in the Wilderness for so long I - I have become one with Nature & God and want to stay here - Most of the time I am unable to get online - because I'm living up in the mountains and the only Company I have is my Rock "Wooh" - Since my bird "Trip" passed over to the other side - I have only made friends with "Wooh" - I call him Wooh Wooh" - He listens to every word I say - He smiles, cries and has all the emotions Humans have - the only difference is - he doesn't have a body - I'll take a photograph of him for you - provided he allows me to... Anyways - I'm going to Post this now so that you all know I'm still "Running" .... G.P. I'm on my way to Bend, Oregon - I ran into some snow along the way - going through the Cascade Mountains, running out of gas and not knowing how far I had to go...The wind is howeling - It was freezing last night and it feels like it's going to snow again. The strong winds are blowing debris, from the trees near by, into my car and windshield - not good - I have to move out of this spot. |
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