Every human being has a price tag on their head. Whether they are the most wealthy in society or the most impoverished. I learned before this project started that homeless people are worth an incredible amount of funds. All those funds do not go to the homeless people. The funds go to the business managers of charities or nonprofits whose job it is to alleviate human poverty and suffering. Yet that obviously is not getting done. But one fact remains: the managers and their employees are getting paid. If there’s one thing I hate more than anything it’s inefficiency. The only reason inefficiencies in charitable and social service infrastructure is overlooked is because the people they set out to serve are overlooked by the majority of society.
I woke up around 7:30 a.m. I got all my gear together and I gave my girlfriend a kiss and I left her apartment.
I drove to Beverly to bring my little car to the bar restaurant where my friend works. I left the car there for him and gave him the keys, and he made me breakfast. His car is going in the shop for some body repair and he needs to use my little car until it’s fixed.
I rode the bike to the train station and I took the train into North station in Boston. I stopped at the Star Market and got an energy drink and I sat on the granite bench near the street and I drank the drink.
I then rode my bike to Planet fitness where I locked my larger hiking pack in the locker. I hung out at the Commons in the park working on writing.
At 5:00 p.m. I rode my bike over to Old West Church and I had dinner there and met up with Freitas and Vox. I helped Freitas put together a Facebook fundraising effort through the LGBTQ and transgender community that he is connected to.
After dinner I hung out in the park for a little while longer and then I went back to Planet fitness where I got my bigger hiking pack out of the locker and zipped on the smaller pack to the larger one and I rode my bike to the old church where I sleep.
My girlfriend reached out to me asking questions about hanging out with other girls while I was doing my project. She had gone on my Facebook and saw one of my videos where I talked about visiting a friend while my girlfriend and I were broken up. I let her know that when we were not together I did speak with other girls, and I had slept with one other woman in the year and a half that we’ve been together, while we were broken up. She proceeded to go berserker and started texting me uncontrollably, yelling at me, calling me, and telling me what a terrible awful sociopath narcissist etc… that I am. She then called me and said she was driving to meet somebody, a friend that I had introduced her to and they were going to do the ceremony. This gentleman had offered to do ecstasy with my girlfriend during the DMT ceremony in an attempt to fuck my girlfriend. The idea that she was driving to see this guy infuriated me so I called him and tried to talk to him. I confronted him on the ecstasy proposition he made to my girl and he got scared and said he’s not my friend and that he heard some awful things about me and then he said I’m not talking to you and I’m blocking you, and hung up. I was so furious I did not sleep that night. As is always the case my mind began to plan. My girlfriend, or at this point probably ex-girlfriend, again continued to call and text me incessantly through the night I did not respond after midnight.