i trust only the all-highest i told her, i live only once, and if fascism murders me too, it would be done in secret, and i want to live righteously, according to the code given to me by my parents, humbleness and selflessness.
i cried because so many have been killed by the insane processes of fascism. We seen so much, live on so little, there is only fascism. tyranny oppression homelessness militerized-police concentration-camps pollution cancer death Death DEATH.
in this cancerous valley-of-the-bones.
for once i see change. another aeon turns.
Every day i awake, i must overcome the thought that i may die today. every day...
You Only Live Once.
We can gather every one who is doomed, we can gather the life of the People...
"Fight the Power!" Gather together and Ride, overlooked by the Giants on the horizon...
"Rising Up, everyday, i am doomed"
2012-09-09-2015: Semi-Automatic gunfire a block away
2012-09-07-2000: Bomb is exploded down the block
2012-09-06 past midnite at 0200c.: “Cops” next door shining their flood lights into our windows, walkie talkies. Night of the military style murders nearby…
2012-08-28: You have to know where I'm at -
Beneath your soul, the journey is tread. The real world, you can't escape. This is what i know.
You only live once in this guise, no other life is comparable. Death beckons, grinning, knowing it's heart is its will and nothing more.
A persyn is a reflection of the surroundings within which a persyn is formed.
This person was formed in a so-called "ghetto", actually Economic Sacrifice Zone.
The filth within this Zone does not conform to any code of morality. This is nowhere lawful.
To know where i am formed, is to know why i do.
Doing is meaning.
Being.
2012-08-27: One week in the life, ends.
There is too much i could write, everyday, gunshots, bomb blasts, murders, robberies. 1 week of observing, written, proofed.
The Question is, my describing reality is "negative", although it is real. Decrying such "negative thinking" is to ignore Truth. All Reality encompassed.
Although i go into this heartfelt tirade, know i say too much. there is nothing else i could say.
I Love Life.
2012-08-26 "Gunshot in the Afternoon"
4:35 - Shotgun blast, down the street along magazine. Screeching tires. No screams.
2012-08-25 More gunfire
9:21pm - Five gunshots from a .22mm pistol, down the road on our block. No screeching tires, no screaming.
2012-08-24 "The gunshots of midnight"
In this part of town, HillSide, deep in the cutz, it's not too often a week goes by without a gunshot nearby, usually on this block of houses.
11:45pm - 2 gunshots, .22mm, no other noises.
again after 1am...
1 gunshot could be back-up in an exhaust pipe.
Still, that'd mean there's way too many shitty cars generally around our block, all week, all month, all decade.
Just normal life in this part of the 'hood. Rappers live, visit and conduct sex slavery on this one block of homes. I ain't snitching, they sing about it, and mention this 'hood, in their music.
I think my nerves are shot.
2012-08-23 "The Fascists are attacking"
I'll leave it up to you to decide if you believe me. Need I say that? Over the past 2 years, Vallejo Police have beat up Mis.D.'s auntie Alice (a senior), killed political activist Guy Jarreau jr. and vilified him in the local monopolist media, tore up voter registration cards collected in a local dissident campaign centered on protecting access to medicinal cannabis, and are killing folks, and harassing peoples... but they aren't the only ones I am worried about.
Somebody is trying to snipe our radio transmitter, second time in a row, on the same day of the week as our radio news program, a program whose subject matter casually points out that the police casually engage in violence... especially against dissidents. We are a tried and true dissident radio show.
The Vallejo police are casually harassing Ozcat folks. and they are harassing dissidents here in town (not me personally, yet, except in casually distant matters. Blacklist. Rumor mongering. Incident creating, entrapment, last time on May 1st. Too many stories... it's why i casually remain in a state of heightened awareness, then again, it's a casual mistake to casually admit this, isn't it?)
This is how it works, how snitches are casually tapped at certain times on different occasions, so nobody is actually doing the complete dirt-bag job, the only directives of the local internal-security director so vague that it's open season on dissidents nation-wide, with Blacklists and Organized Harassment for All!!!
DHS liaisons on every college campus, municipality and prison.
TRAPWIREs in every city across the nation [unitedstatesfascism.blogspot.com/2012/08/trapwire.html]
Drug war, Dissident war, Psy-op war, war for the mind...
a land of Peace & Freedom...
USA = USSR [unitedstatesfascism.blogspot.com/2012/07/2012-07-15-new-totalitarianism-how.html]
The "Invisible Gulag" Is real.
2012-08-22 "Family Gathering of the Tribes"
Some of our names expressions of 'G', people i won't see everyday, our cultures mixed, all divine in the family. Mercy, twin children, one a young lady with a '70's hair-flair, and her brother a registered Chicano. True Christian matriarchs (the kind who see the good), agnostic daughters alongside the respectable, "Satanic" looking, lead guitarist for Sour Diesel, the punk band sharing a name which the weed is named after. Religious and Atheists. White and Brown. Above and so Below.
2012-08-21 Explosions next door, again.
I am thinking about the rebellion, 1958, USA [americashistorias.blogspot.com/2012/08/guerilla-war-in-usa.html]
11:09pm - Another bomb goes off, 2 doors down.
Or perhaps there's a "laboratory" on our block?
A Vallejo Police Helicopter flies by, perhaps looking for a rapscallion to beat on. Bombs are off their survey, too damaging to the ear drums of morale. It is my only hope that any shrapnel doesn't fall down upon us.
I love life as much as I let love in.
2012-08-20 "An explosion rocked this Monday's dusk"
2 houses away, roughly the same spot where 3 other explosions occurred the week of July 4th last, and in the weeks since (7 explosions in all. Real Ordinance, not little bitty rockets). Nobody worries. Explosions have happened all throughout the year in this block, just alot more often since July 4th.
Of course, combined with the constant gunshots, helicopter searches, gangland sex-slavery, and homelessness, i know only this holy land called Vallejo for what it is.
i now understand that to some people, this so-called ghetto ain't "America", the idealism of liberty evaporates upon contact with the burning flame of Chevron's refinery.
May the Police murder the rascal who blew up his bomb. May they murder and murder again and again, to keep the night safer. i will only protest them, for i realize they would murder me too, on some bad night in a darkend dead-end street.
G*D bless my filth. I am filth. This is my blessing.
