Sigh.................................................................

Attended Food Not Bombs Legislative Plaza this Sunday.

A warm day and as the homeless men have no access to weather reports I told of them of the last weather report that I had watched. More hispanic men today & as always a few women.
A Hispanic Man who was so hungry that he was crouched kneeling at the food line like an altar of sorts only he was under the influence of something and not physically well either. Stuffing food into his mouth as his stomach was safe place to save the food for another ocassion as I helped others stuff donuts into their knacksacks as the other man vomited white corn.
I didn't witness what had taken place but the fella who has the bycicle watched and told me that
the hispanic man had gotten scared and had the kitchen knife out. Everyone around him had coached him until 1 of the young guys had taken it away from him.

I begin to fathom what it is to be in the shoes of a man who sees nothing but black despair: he put his head on the slab of cement and fell asleep. I asked the older fella. A man who had been a
airplane mechanic but had lossed his job& went to prison for an offense i did not ask about.
i asked him to help me get one of the plastic bags of dirt, so that we could put it underneatth the head of the sleeping man.
He went and got it and together we carried up to the sleeping man, He suggested that we turn it over to the other side as it was not as dirty and before i slipped it under his head I'd said," Senor
para su cabeza. " --- My Spanish is not very good.
He opened his blood shot eyes as he saw a blur as I murmured , " shsh shsh shssshh shss
very softly & he put his head on it and fell fast asleep again.

I feel as i have been very lucky in my life: There have been people who in thier action have said that " Life is good. Come back to the world" and planted a seed of hope and courage inside of me.
This is my way passing the Gift forward - but isn't there not also a compassionate God, a Merciful God? Whom to him/her we are creatures of its's divine creation/ blessings to him, as are in his image. So how can we not treat each other with compassion and loving kindness ?

okay... & about the FUN question...............................


over and out.
d with assistance from : (sophocles and sophia.)
* and Heroditus ( the church Gerbil)