I have heard that some of the local bad guys are beginning to perspire over concerns that I may set my sights upon them. The threats about me being the next to end up in the Welland Canal have been rolling in - it was one of the last cogent arguments my Mother put to me before she ended up in the hospital with psychosis. So I do not take this lightly. To the bad guys, I can only respond by saying what my father always said to me in my rough-and-tumble younger years - your number will eventually come up. And it will. If the mal gentes in Costa RIca dont keep me off the beaches protecting sea turtles, then you jokers are not gonna keep me off the streets I grew up on - no chance. To those threatening - my door is never locked - 38 Division street. The figure inside my office on the other side of the glass is me - anyone can see me there everyday working non-stop from six am to twelve am - everyday. I like to keep myself on display and accessible. It takes courage to put yourself out there - the courage that tacitly discourages. If you think about it, I have been on the side of the road since the beginning of the summer for all to see - the bears didnt even bother me. I am still here pretty much on the side of the road for all to see with different animals circling me potentially threateningly - everyday stuff. And I am not going anywhere. There is nothing hidden here - only truth. There is nothing more to me than what you see. I love it - being as free as such honesty provides. I never think of money, lies, or regret - I experience no stress. So I cant be scared. I cant be bought. And I wont stop. If there is a reason that you ought to worry about me, then you ought to worry.
Posted on: Wed, 17 Dec 2014 19:22:37 +0000
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