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INFORMATION FOR YOUR BUILDING SOUL
By 8am, I placed at least 5 meals before me, that I had easily acquired from the time I left the Bayside safe ground, to my time now seated, at loaves and fishes. Huge amounts of food. Eggs, sausage, Organic Apple Pie, Cream filled Pastries from the finest Bakers in Town. Then another give away, another lunch? I gave it away, and...have abstained from the gluttony.
The homeless, are given the bare minimum for freedom, but take on that unseen responsibility to carry the burden. We take the guilt, the gifts, of what society, a bunch of dumb ass compliant proletariat's think we should have. So, I have opted to only except the coffee, and little else. It's quite hard, in this 20 something F degree weather, but I make due. I am focused on a cause.
I left my bulking phase, as easily as I went into it, not missing the food at all. I don't relish it. I was able to avoid most all the bad, infectious items, at loaves and fishes, lunch, and eat mainly plain rice and chicken, as well as some salad absent the dressing. This truly is a life of convenience.
I applied, again, for Pel Grants, in order that I may complete a higher and inept elevated status. I may just get it this time, having applied several times in the past, and being turned down. I am feeling that the tides, though they have been quite difficult to alter, to maneuver, have finally shifted, in my direction, to my favor. My favor? Not met, until Both My Son's can have the respect, which I earned fully, for their cast away Father, again. Not met, until Antonio and I have a place together, in old Sacramento, and I am able to give him, all the blessing from a Father's heart.
By 8am, I placed at least 5 meals before me, that I had easily acquired from the time I left the Bayside safe ground, to my time now seated, at loaves and fishes. Huge amounts of food. Eggs, sausage, Organic Apple Pie, Cream filled Pastries from the finest Bakers in Town. Then another give away, another lunch? I gave it away, and...have abstained from the gluttony.
The homeless, are given the bare minimum for freedom, but take on that unseen responsibility to carry the burden. We take the guilt, the gifts, of what society, a bunch of dumb ass compliant proletariat's think we should have. So, I have opted to only except the coffee, and little else. It's quite hard, in this 20 something F degree weather, but I make due. I am focused on a cause.
I left my bulking phase, as easily as I went into it, not missing the food at all. I don't relish it. I was able to avoid most all the bad, infectious items, at loaves and fishes, lunch, and eat mainly plain rice and chicken, as well as some salad absent the dressing. This truly is a life of convenience.
I applied, again, for Pel Grants, in order that I may complete a higher and inept elevated status. I may just get it this time, having applied several times in the past, and being turned down. I am feeling that the tides, though they have been quite difficult to alter, to maneuver, have finally shifted, in my direction, to my favor. My favor? Not met, until Both My Son's can have the respect, which I earned fully, for their cast away Father, again. Not met, until Antonio and I have a place together, in old Sacramento, and I am able to give him, all the blessing from a Father's heart.
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