Saturday, September 12, 2020

From Bob Dylan, who used to live in Minneapolis. All Along the Watchtower. Watch out for your just desserts golden shower.

 Minneapolis was never, slightly remotely like this when I was at the university back in 1982-1987. It is now a completely horrible war zone. Because I was attacked in that city by the Gang stalking circuit, to me there is no surprise that the situation has become visible where it once was cloaked in superficial polite sophistication. Degraded due to the lack of spiritual connection to what is right and correct has determined this downward spiral. The real ugliness has surfaced and boils like a diseased carcinogen in the bright brilliant glow of yellow snow. This is not a spiteful sentiment, but rather a realization that the permeation of terror groups and acceptance of their criminal activity eventually cascades into a death spiral of decay. Be warned you do-nothing gloaters laughing about my plight. Yes, believe it or not, corruption and violence on a subterfuge level does eventually rise to the apparent level that was formerly concealed by haughty determination to have power and push others down. Eventually there is a reverberation of regression and destruction. The question is how long does it take for this to occur in most cases people think it may never happen.


Homelessness of horrors in what used to be shopping mall hang-out hipster fun spot with money and comfort (and mostly "invisible" homeless).



People are going insane, violent, scared, mentally ill, homeless, looting, and leaving (but for where?).







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