11 March 2013
•true story•
So this may come to a shocker to alot of you but I'm a stereotypical Californian druggy , I went to rehab once , I wasn't even that bad , I just needed a ticket back to California , And my Dad dosnt help people without problems , I guess being homeless in the Colorado winter wasn't big on his list, I was approximately , 2 weeks probabaly around the year 2009 ,completely and utterly homeless , down and out , but the amazing thing was ,I didn't feel down And out , I knew I had to get back to Cali before the winter hit full force , but I treated this disadvantaged stumbling stone into building blocks to gain invaluable experience about the human condition , it became a pilgrimage , i put my complete faith in a higher power , not bearded god , but like Obi Wan force kind of God . but the way people treat there fellow human beings in simple terms disgusted me what I saw through my spiritual pilgrimage mortified me , I was already injured with a sprained ankle ,when I spent my first night in a homeless shelter , there where litteraly 10s of 100s of people waiting wrapped around endless city blocks as far as my eyes could see just to get a place out of the cold , many just slept in the parkways in groups , before I reached the shelter , I was heisted for all my personal belongings like all my clothes and junk , I intimidated the flawk of crack heads probably around a half dozen or so , with the possibility of death , I was like you can have that luggage my leg hurts any how , which came to be a blessing in disguise because i wasnt even aloud to take any of my luggage with me when i finally got a flight back home to SOcal , but thinkin on it , the wounded leg which was most likely why I think i was getting robbed ,but it all worked out in the end ,I told the junkies "but if you try to take my duffle , I swear I'm taking at least two of you cracked out mothafuckers with me". And prolly a slew of expletives i dont really remember - they scurried off as fast as they descended upon my Lameness , ya actual crack heads , like New York in the early 90s , I guess CO has it's own drug habits and culture , I'm use to cultured drug culture that we have in Cali , a nice couple saw the whole thing happen aNd gave me 80 dollars which I gratefully excepted, when I arrive at the shelter I got there at around 2 pm , and the line already looked as though it was at max capacity ,and the shelter doesn't even open till 7pm! I saw my tattered and stolen black luggage bag , it was with a new crack head ,who was earnestly trying to up root a small tree out of the ground for some reason or another , and kinda making head way , but all my things where gone , and it was filled with public restroom paper towels ,and also recyclables , which I would come to find those paper towels make excellent insulation ,
The force was with me that day , and I literally got the last number , that was on an old warn out plastic playing chip, I felt lucky , but wish I didn't give my whiskey I bought to my girl I was seeing at the time , because I was afraid they'd kick me out for smellin like booze , ya the irony of that was every one was drunk , and the line was getting cold, I didn't really make a very good bum , and I refused to beg,which is a bums bread and butter ,I wasn't a begger, I was on a spiritual quest , once I entered the building , it was warm , but unwelcoming , the man collecting the plastic playing pieces , was behind a thick layer of bullet proof glass, and at that moment I was like damn....this guys afraid , of what me , for being homeless ? Ya some of these bums are nutty as fuck , but you really think Any mans insane enough to just randomly start openin fire , ,upon lowly society's dregs ?? , the most murders that are done to people are done to the homeless in the US any way when theirs sub zero temperatures outside that he jus got out of , and waited 10 hours or more to get into this building ,jus to get treated sub humanly - and alike when I entered the chow hall , there were all sorts of maybe 14 15 year old girls serving the food, if any thing were to happen itd happen to them ,they were all from some local church , wearing awful screw faces , and discrediting glances ,and the Hornier bummies returned more creepy side glances ,while they were ,serving more awful food , I realized , I was being systematically ,demoralized , they herded us like cattle into the sleeping hall, where hundreds of old military bunk beds where all lined up , like the over crowded prisons we have here in Cali, We were led to the showering room , told to strip and shower , given a soap chip, "a chip of old motel soap" at that moment you begin to think , why did I even come here , i shoulda listened to that bum veteran earlier , he did warn me ,and he wasnt wrong — every man that was volunteering, I hope none were getting payed , had the worst auras on there souls, they had contempt for all of us , real hatred ,for every one of us hobos , I took my brace off my leg , finished showering as fast as humanly possible , not a fan of a plethora of homeless dude balls and sausage in my field of vision , came to find , my brace had been stolen , that did suck , got to my bunk where a rather strange and quite possibly deranged fellow talked in his sleep about murdering me by way of stabbing from under the bottom bunk thru the thin mattress,it would've been effective at this point,but I didn't give a fuck , placed my cell in my boxers and slept on my stomach ,I'm not gettin stabbed in the back , but he ended up being nice enough , and I didn't get stabbed, I got a list of other homeless shelters , I traveled an hr to get to this one spot ,just , to be told , that they only house drug addicts ,!, I was like , so I can't even come in to get out of the elements , because I don't smoke crack??!? And he pretty much was like ya , in anger I replied I might as well commit a crime in this bitch and get arrested to get out the cold , he said ya jail might be a good idea !?! I couldn't believe my ears ! , this mother fucker right here , so I said I think you want me to beat the motha fucckin SHIT out of ya ,dont you , ?! but instead of like callin the cops , the dude was looking more remorseful than a second before , and gave me another list , at this time I had forgotten to drink water for like about 6 or seven hrs or now , went to the hospital by recommendation of the bus driver , where I was really treated bad , it was one , really bad experience , more sub human treatment , one demoralization after another, they really disdained my existence , so I winded up sleepin in an over hang parking structure , where I could hear people make all sorts of hurtful remarks "look at the fuckin bum ,gross". " I'll never be like that" always loud enough to allow me hear the waste of their own self condemnation as human excrement in non stop down pour that came coming out their obtuse mouths ,it got really cold fast , I was wearing everything I owned , in that ,was a very humbling moment, an unforgettable experience just in it's self , in my mind I continued an internal mantra "god will provide" "god will provide" " hes ( for lack of a better term) as real as the floor I'm laying on now ". And then I started singing that song to my self from Annie the musical "the sun will come out tomorrow ,tomorrow , bet your bottom dollar there will be Sun! And
surprising it made me feel alot better heheh, in the morning a nurse stopped me and we began to talk , I told her of my hardship , and she gave me 60 dollars and dropped me off in town,
Fast forward , at this point ive came to solidly find that the homeless where my people,mostly good people , every spare cent I had I gave it away , , and it always came back , always , never begged the entire time, and more than the money , I was grateful for all the truly amazing stories I heard from the livers of the streets , epics to say the least I realized , I really loved these people , they were more kind , completely open , with no bullshit walls hiding there intrinic truths, the world beat down every wall they built , every one possessing a perseverance ive never once seen in my life from the silver spoon fed wealthy , they had strength I truly admired , *, I'll save those stories for another day* (theyre realy good though ) , but what I'm getting at , is they have much to Give in thanks,gratitude ,patience ,understanding , compassion , I discovered the more disadvantage they were , the warmer their hearts were
I learned much from those vagabonds , more then any self righteous piety from a preachers downlook from his pulpit ,
I called my dad, and exaggerated my drug use,I learn fast, I was on the next flight home , but to a new one that I'll call somethin like home for 3 months , I entered the Salvation Army ARC program - I was in REHAB, yes yes yes , but I had no were to go , and my dad was boasting about how they just built a 6 million dollar building , thats alot of scrilla, and what not , so I was like fuck it, I'm super junky ! Ya uh huh , all the time , * head nods* plus I looked real bad from hard living in the street ,thin , I still walked with a massive limp for another month , but what I would see in that place , really has to be some of the most, manipulative exploitation I've ever seen, in my entire life , ! the San bernadino country Judges cut a deal with the SA , deals for free labor !... They worked us 10 hours a day , Fed us with our own food stamps, And as many of you know , every thing the Salvation Army sells , they get completely free, these old hags , the wives of the SA officers would spend all day in the AC cooled office , while every one worked in a sweat box of hit highs of 105+ f heat , theyd sit their literally counting jewels for hours ,weighing precious metals , gold ,silver ,like little old twisted goblin lady's, all of which they got completely free, all of which is com
The Slaves Of the Salvationists Army ,go unnoticed • Opuss № I