A real life HORROR movie a little bit is all it takes to send chills

  A slap on the wrist is a slap in the face to many. Daniel Prude. https://www.google.com/amp/s/www.washingtonpost.com/health/police-use-of-spit-hoods-scrutinized-after-black-mans-death/2020/09/04/69ff2cca-ee65-11ea-bd08-1b10132b458f_story.html%3FoutputType%3Damp

I just watched a video of men with badges and guns placing a bag over the head of a man with his hands behind his back yelling y’all gone kill me, holding his face in dirt, torturing him all on tape. This man was later pronounced dead. And if memory serves me right, he was in the custody of the police department.

And they were put on administrative leave, not fired on the spot and arrested prior to an investigation, you seen what they were doing even if he was not killed instantly, they should be arrested for what was seen on tape and decided how long after a thorough investigation, they should have deep mental evaluations done into what would make someone commit such a act against another human being.

Is this supposed to remind us of what will happen to us if we don’t stay in line, these are the ones we hire to keep you in line, this is who we protect, as long as they know they work for us and this type of behavior does not shake their boss to the core. And they are full body armor with a gun and can do no wrong and have the support of who we all are told we should support because if you don’t we will do this to you.

How can they still walk free after what I saw on tape is one of the main reasons I don’t like to stray away from home because people who are capable of this have weapons and the go ahead and kill on the spot we just gone give you a paid vacation until things calm down or I will give you a highly recommendation at your next job if you decide you want to leave. But if you want to stay I got your back.

 Don’t even go to court, can kill at will and not even a hiccup is the slap in the face of many and what I saw made my hairs stand up and you want me to vote, for what if they not gone handle killings like that first, how can trust anyone who would support the torturing of another with his hands behind his back. He was no longer a threat.

Freedom

 Freedom to say just what is on my mind...power to think about it before I say it. If you wrong me with words or actions power to handle it right then and there.

Power not to let shit build up like constipation in my mind. Power to address what I feel is wrong. To many time I have let shit slide to keep a job or maintain a relationship. Power not to be the weakest link. I have quit so many times because I was afraid of failing. I failed me each time I quit.

I’m supposed to be protected under one of them amendments but it don’t work fairly, power to still exercise who I am, I have that right. If a citation makes you feel uncomfortable say so. I’m trying hard to do that and still secure a job. I feel I have discriminated against by people of different shades so many times. I’m still human and if I don’t give you reason don’t disrespect me, wait and see if I give you reason then handle your business. 

Allow people freedom of speech, don’t work hard to prove their point. Don’t verbally attack them without even knowing what they are capable of...

Insecurity

 Because of life and others I have so many making it hard for me to lay down and sleep. It’s hard for me to feel comfortable or a sense of security during the day and at night.

It’s hard for me to go to sleep but sleep is my only escape. Shortly after I wake the sense of insecurities show their ugly face. Accepting death knowing I’m gone die is one of my greatest feats thus far. I know death coming and I live dreading it each and every day. When I believed in heaven I had a sense of security. Loosing faith in heaven damaged me and the fear of death overshadows me like a plague.

I wish something in me could believe in a better place than this but I don’t. And after reading about god and who he is I don’t think I wanna go to heaven. I rather dance on the flames of hell like a ballerina. 

I pray hard to overcome that which over shadows me even though I’m not ready for death it will one day come for me whether I’m ready or not.

If I wake tomorrow or later tonight I don’t want the thought of death to bother me. I just want to enjoy the moment.

Trying to know me

I’m looking for a long term relationship, I’m divorced, a mother/grand. 

I’m not a pic person, and not because of my thickness, I’m phat, so what...

I do have an attitude to go along with my thickness, but I try and and have the right attitude, and keep a positive attitude but a real bitch live deep in the shadows of my mind, how you treat me determines how I treat you so I try to take time to know you and you know me, we all have pet peeves...

Certain qualities, like weed smoker but not cigarettes, like children but not sexually, no pork, beef, or other land animals,  fish yes, vegan even better.

Know how to correct without criticism or name calling and not belittling in front of others, especially their friends. And some more stuff.

I want things in common, I like fishing, I want a man who want a garden and know how to cook and clean and do his own dirty laundry and fix his own plate and some more stuff.

I want someone who will accept me as I am and like my personality and character and will listen to me and answer a man that want leave me stranded with no way home. And some more stuff.

Their cut

 Was Andrew Jackson the founder of the Demon-critic party a slave owner and did he remove the native Americans from their rightful place in these lands...

I don’t understand the difference between those who are ruling the people, we still their slaves, Democratic, Republican, Liberals, they only want to use us to make them money...

Help me understand or overcome my reluctance to continue to vote for those I feel are nothing more than white supremacy blinging is with words.

I was so excited when I was old enough to vote, but soon realized it does not matter who in office my life is still the same. If I don’t pay taxes they use all their mobs and mafias to take what is mine. I work for it and resent the fact they get their cut before I get my money that I worked hard just to get. The few dollars that I make have to be shared with people who don’t give a flying fuck about me as long as they get their cut...