Pawn Shop and Coffee House near Pike’s Market, Cheesecake Factory in Seattle, Washington USA

Resting in a park across the street from the US Courthouse of Appeals there were 3 men, one white man with a pizza and I think 2 Indians, I awoke from a nightmare where it appeared as if someone was trying to say that God says I was having homosexuals relations with a little black man and I nutted.

Crazy, huh.

I guess there’s a reason for everything like why I was asked to be a US Marshal but never paid officially and I nearly died from psychotrope poisoning and spent time in a Virginia Prison after they forced me to plead guilty at the Circuit Court of Charlottesville.

I guess I really just might be a homeless bum afterall.

Oh well, some win and some lose, some is just always meant to be blue or what ever.

Maybe, God has given me all the mercy I deserve already.

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