Now that I’ve been out here in the street for a while, I’ve had time to roll a lot of concepts around in my mind. I remember when I was young, I was poor, I was an outcast, I was labeled, and on many occasions left to fend for myself. I gave up on trying to fit in. Instead I found drugs and criminal behavior as a way to cope with life, and get the things I want. This ultimately failed, and I learned a better way. The question is, “do people fail society, or does society fail them?”
It’s so easy to point fingers, maybe now more than ever. But the only truth always lies within each one of us. Everybody has unique experiences and has unique reactions to experience. Can we do better as a society? For this to happen more people would have to look at the harsh realities that lie beyond their frame of vision. That might seem like something that’s unattainable, but I do not believe that it is. By understanding every person’s unique experience, or even just the willingness to understand, we could make great strides in the improvement of all humanity. I want to know what people experience! Do you?
Sustainability goes beyond what’s best for most, Each sheep is integral to the flock, and the ones who are lost need the most help. I may not be Christian, but I understand the parable about the lost sheep. There are too many lost before their time.
8:30 a.m. I wake up, it’s been a long night with a lot of wind and rain, but it was very soothing. I spend most of my day in the tent catching up on work, writing blogs, uploading videos, and looking into the anti-inflammatory properties of psychedelics, and who might be designing these drugs for the market. I also do a video in the morning.
4:45 p.m. After a long call with an old friend I decided to hike to the grocery store for food in the dark. I buy a small meatloaf sub and some chicken wings and eat that on the side of the grocery store on some steps, and then hike back to my camp. I spent the rest of the night trying to sleep.
I turned the phones off at around 8:30 p.m. The portable battery I have to charge the phones was almost empty. It was a windy night and I kept getting startled by rustling outside my tent. I’m glad I was unable to sleep, because I had an itch on my bum, when I went to scratch, I discovered a small lump which turned out to be a tick. I had to pull the tick from my bottom. I must have got the tick while I was hiking around the swamp.