Yeah, he's at it again When Goverments 'n States
hammering away at a future
Gov's don't want to see.
die because people no longer
need them. Its Evolution.
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by Joe B. A heavy rain Sunday and today the sounds of car tires speeding on Market's wet streets. Hurry through a quick, careful washing body, brushing of teeth minus flossing. It’s 8:15 am. Rushing to the job. 10 0’ clock is when I'm to be in the office today but I have some errands to run first so I'll go to the office, set up the coffee then continue my business before ten church bells ring. My eyes seem out of focus, color cones adjusts them to my pants. I see gray knowing the pants are green. Going down the Bart subway, the florescent lights made them look green again. Am I losing color recognition, is my sight going monochromic or is it slowly fading. Either way its a slight scare. Luckily my cones work as people enter and exit from the station waring bright clothes of color. Now to make the coffee quickly, return home, get to the bank, for a haircut and Las Vegas spending money. After a withdrawal of cash racing for a real-time cooked meal on a grill one can see in a regular restaurant. I pass by a cop detaining two dudes and sitting all bashed up is guy with one cut bruised eye the other blue-purple with light pink on the edges. The guy is young, looks like he was mangled by one of those steamrollers with the huge, square, steel, points on them. It looked as if he got run over, survived it intact but was brutally tenderized in the process. Before catching a bus I see an elderly white guy baring his rump against a wall in the middle of a bower movement. "Now that’s a mess on Market famous photo’s are made from and yet he’s half of 1% of the people that make up citizens here. Most of us would look for other places to go like gas stations, café’s, those warehouse supermarkets, or Golden Gate restroom if their open – foliage in the forest if we gotta go quick. I do not how long this series will continue, I’d like to be through with it by 2001’s end now that others have taken up the cause my written scrawls and I’ll move on to other things. I just hope folks begin again to research his/hers-stories to relearn what our and other great countries have done both in the far and recent past and scary present. We’ve seen, lived, know the mean old past, we’re not going back and this government seems bent on a backward spin to the so called "Good Old Days" To bad our future is calling us and it says look, listen, learn, and don’t be a drone following laws that are inhumane and draconian in nature. We Are The Government, State, County, City, Neighborhood, and Block. The last days of Angry, Frustrated, In-Power, Middle Aged, and Elderly White Men and Women are in a new time that has already dawned. Let’s all walk in sunlight and among the stars. Opps, got ahead of myself, sorry. Its drying up on Market Street and soon it’ll be time for all of us with family or without to enjoy what we can of the holiday season. If I do not communicate for a few weeks it will be because I’m still among family and a few friends ringing in 2002. Man! 2001 was a rough, eye opening year, America and the whole world changed forever, our "Selected President" acted like he’s the all knowing One turning Afphganistan’s infrastructure into rubble. But just as darkness began to blot out the sun brilliant "Limitless Points Of Light" have shown the way from the shadow. I thank those who’ve risked life, limb, and jail time for speaking out and I pray more voices continue because this Siege Mentality is still going on, we must out shout, think, love it down. One more thing I must say. Could it be that true Globalization ultimately means Global Peace and Cooperation? Is the key to peace and then we can get on with Genome Transformed Humanity, Life Extension, Immortality, God’s Return, [which may be a few of days meaning thousands of years and not the endtime now.] Cleansing Earth, A.I.- robotics, Virtual Reality so real its spooky, living in space, and finally meeting or becoming a true intergalactic, cosmic civilization. Just a few things people like me in the so called "Mess On Market" Street think about. Well, Live, Learn, Love, Experience, Survive, and Evolve. If I made sense any sense at all e-or snail mail me. Bye. P.S. My price range: $25 per day for apartment or Please donate what can to Joe at 255 9th St. For Joe only my snail CA 94102 |