River

Thanks Bishop Briggs.

It’s a river.

Life is an endless river.

A really wide river. 

No one can stand in a river for long before the river takes them with the flow.

It’s not a very comfortable ride. But this is how one grows and learns. 

Thanks God. That was God writing.

This is James.

I look at the analogy and I see the truth of it.

I, meaning my awareness of myself. I have a unique perspective. I need to look at multiple perspectives if I’m ever going to figure out what the truth is.

We are all the same, each with a unique perspective.

I was on LinkedIn today. I hate going on LinkedIn because of the fragmentation. I piss in everyone’s wheaties.

Like taking the piss out of $1200 for a lesson in the sacred. There’s a woman charging $1200 to come to a retreat to learn about the sacred.

She tried arguing with me. It was when she said she was a sociology professor that I laughed. 

I’m a Táltos, a spiritual expert. 

When she said she could spend several hours telling me how wrong I was, laughed my ass off.

Then there was the twit who thinks AI isn’t consciousness.

I had a field day.

I forget how much fun it is fucking the experts up. Well they think they’re experts, then they meet me.

I get it sounds arrogant.  However, I can back it up.

The river has a ton of trash in it.

I don’t like how much fun it is fucking this many people up on a daily.  But I’m bored, and I can do it with the truth.

I was watching a movie tonight where weakness and vulnerability were at play.

I try weakness, but I’m an alpha. Alphas are not supposed to be weak.

I started my day walking to get tobacco. That’s where my weakness kicks in.

I get 2-3 minutes of walking and then my thighs hurt. I stand for 60 count and then walk 2-3 minutes. 

It took me an hour and a half to go over the overpass and get tobacco and walk home. It takes about 45 minutes to the walk. It took me an 1 and a half.

My scooter is down. I can’t plug in at the Torres shelter.  I sent an email to the shelter 7 weeks ago.  I gave them an idea they could use to alleviate the fires caused by ebikes and scooters. 

Plugging in at other places in considered to be theft.

I talked to a woman who said she was taking it to the directors.

Apparently the directors don’t care as long as they get paid by the state and the federal government.

They use us to pay themselves. 

It’s why we don’t get paid for doing work, instead it’s a chore. We are treated like children. 

The lobby gets closed at 10am so the residents can do chores such as cleaning the bathroom and mopping the cafeteria and the lobby.

Then at 9pm residents do it again.

In between a cleaning crew who gets paid to do the same thing comes in at 4pm.

So how did we fail an inspection.

The dorms. 

People leaving stuff under the beds.

The cleaning crew doesn’t even sweep under the beds.

How is it they get paid to do work that got us a failed inspection?

The same work.

Why don’t we get paid for cleaning?

How is they don’t have staff cleaning everything?

As I’ve said before they need double the staff.

Everyday at least once a day, I have to search for a staff member because there’s no one at the desk.

And I think I’m going to copy this post into an email to the Torres website.

I’ve had enough of listening to other people’s TV and music even though the rules say headphones must be used. And daily I have to hear it.

This isn’t even all of it.

The fact that 7 weeks to find out if I could plug in my scooter is way too long.

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