Saturday, December 5, 2009
This might be the 3rd time I have seen the gripping documentary "Staying alive" by the CBC Fifth Estate. It is very close to me in both a physical and an emotional sense. As I go forth today with the White Wolf I will ponder on the first half of it. This documentary is so laden with human hurt that I have never been able to watch it all the way through at once. I know some of these people from seeing them on the street, others I know from a resemblance to people whom I know closely.
Last night the manager made me aware that the authorities are looking for my neighbor, Robert, who has serious mental health issues and is being actively sought. They are concerned, because he is missing with the weather getting cold.
When Robert first moved in I didn't realize that he was so seriously mentally disturbed. I even sold him small amounts of pot until I began to realize that he was incompetent. It has been a very long time since I have sold him anything, though he still asks. He had gotten on into my bad books when he began to talk of violent nonsense whenever we met. He had also begun to bring crack/meth/hard drug addicts by, speaking about what I do openly as he passed .
I mean, really! I don't spend much time worrying at the worst of times (I have 911 on speed dial and the white wolf to give me a few seconds of warning, so I am confident. The last time I relied totally on the cops they ended up siding with the attacker, so this time I will not rely on them) but that got me upset. I told the former manager to get in touch with those concerned about his well being.
He has been missing for lengthy periods before, so I thought perhaps he is in jail or institutionalized. All my former dark thoughts toward him have turned into reflective empathy with a tinge of guilt. I hope he is OK. I think he is harmless to others in a direct way, but incapable of living on his own. If he has been injured, or worse, it is the fault of the same heartless state which always finds the cops innocent.
I noticed on the documentary, shot also in cold weather, that there was a lack of housing to get those who desperately needed it, off the street. Today, only because of the Olympics, not empathy for the plight of the desperate, do we see that the cops have the power to forcibly remove people from the street "For health reasons" What kind of political bullshit is that?
Watching this documentary's first half put me in an emotional turmoil about the injustice of the mental health problems and emotional issues surrounding addictions and substance abuse being exacerbated by the Controlled drug and substances act and political entrenchment of police state tyranny.
THE WHOLE LEGAL CIRCUS OF JUDGES, LAWYERS COPS CAN SCREW WITH PEOPLE'S LIVES MAKING OUR COMMUNITIES LESS SAFE, BECAUSE WAY BACK WHEN A MISTAKE WAS MADE PLACING A MORAL JUDGMENT ON HUMAN ADDICTIONS/ILLNESS.
I think that today I will take a psychedelic journey in search of my neighbor on several plains of the metaphysical as well as the pragmatic. I will wander with the white wolf and talk to people and gather more social connections, a deeper emotional bonding with my fellow humans. Then I will return to watch the end of "Staying alive" and perhaps writing some more if the mood strikes me.
I hope that you will also have a deeply rewarding day, enhanced with new delightful, friendly and empathetic human connections, a happy widening of experience/understanding.
Here is some of the connectivity of life that I believe the internet can be used for.
Posted by bud oracle at 8:55 AM