So what’s your line in the sand?

When I used to live in LA, I would think of this often. And I continue to wonder how or what people do in their own brains in order to sleep at night.

We all need good sleep to heal our bodies and minds to repair us for the next days events whatever they may be. This is obviously no mystery here. So we must have a unique ability to compartmentalize things. We see and hear things throughout the day that should affect our psyche in profound ways, but order to calm our senses in order to sleep at night we can shove it aside if we need to.

LA is rife with various problems. I could list them forever and is why I ultimately left a state where I did morning swims with dolphins and six hour bike rides up the coast to Malibu and back as the ocean breeze cooled and energized me; in winter months no less. On the outside, paradise awaited, but deeper inside something was stirring that I could no longer shake and tuck away into a neat box.

So rather than just list all the issues I had with the City of Angels, I’ll use an obvious example. I regularly used to drive up the freeway through LA and see all the homeless encampment under each bridge and off-ramp from my air conditioning truck sipping on an overpriced coffee listening to whatever I wanted in surround sound

I wondered how these people got there in the first place and possibly what it would “ really “ take to solve the issue. But this little post has nothing to do about what to do in regard to the homeless problem. I don’t want you I get side tracked. Simply, I more interested in the process that we all have to deal with eventually in order to look ourselves in the mirror and be comfortable with the reflection we see. The homeless problem obviously is too big of a problem for one person to tackle. And to be quite honest other than a few handouts here and there to people I saw over and over and over that were always food. I really didn’t do much at all. I had my other causes. Like I said, there were plenty of them

But it’s the very that idea we have the ability to forget what we see with our own eyes every day, even if it’s an old woman with a child on the side of the road with an old dog panhandling is the part I wrestle with. We’ve gotten to a place in life and a humanity where it’s all so overwhelming. Maybe that’s the excuse so we can shove it aside as if she was never there in that the woman, kid and dog was not hungry. Not all of them are looking for the next drug fix or just scammers too lazy to work a real job. Some are but we don’t know who is or isn’t with out personal experience and historical reference

Cities like Los Angeles are full of these kinds of conundrums for the so-called evolved people who think very high of themselves on the evolutionary scale and who label themselves as compassionate. They use some catch phrase on social media and maybe even post a flag or emoji about something they have no clue about but makes them feel good and connected with other virtue signalers. Whatever helps them sleep at night, it appears. Some could say I simply ran away to Montana to hide from this all; hiding from those people who pretend they’re not there.

The more I dig deeper into my thought process, I realize I finally left because they could not stand the cultist set of elitist who are celebrating on a daily basis, their so called humanity, while snubbing their nose at the rest of us as if they are uniquely, qualified to judge anyone.

I guess what I’m saying is what’s the point if you turn your cheek because things are too difficult to see, hear or listen to. What’s the line in the sand that you will never cross ever no matter what or who it insults?

Or are all the red-lines erased from social discourse altogether?

For me, it’s always been about one thing and one thing only; children . The truly innocent and the closest to God. Maybe that’s why we’ve sacrificed them ever since we recorded time and are still to this day.

Why does “polite”society just look the other way from those who harm children? What is that?

Animals are also a direct link to natural law and I noticed so many who suddenly move away from it all. Are they not comfortable with the laws that contradict whoever it is, they politically support & depend on or who simply may just be friends with in their lonely circles? I wonder.

So this Jeffrey Epstein situation is so much bigger than he’s possible CIA or Mosad agent molesting children or sex-trafficking them . It’s much deeper. It’s about all the elite power brokers who knew it and willingly were ok with it thus allowing it for all these years.

These are children who never had a shot and we’re professionally predated on. Not only didn’t have a voice but were silenced in the most evil ways ever. Once the gates closed behind them and they entered this ultra corrupt world after being seduced by Maxwell, they were doomed. She’s on record of telling them if you say anything, you’ll be very easily gotten rid of because of the powerful people behind her and Epstein. After all they were less than human and would or could never be on equal footing with people on the covers of Vanity Magazine and protected and funded by governments

The amount of people who knew exactly who Epstein was, fell in line because the cost to them may have been their careers,lifestyle or even family is mind melting to me. And many who simply liked the power of abusing little children. ( have a look at Poedesta’s art collection and ask yourself who exhibits art like this; PUBLICLY? ) then ask yourself how much influence and power does he have on the person you support and possibly proudly display with a bumper sticker on your car for everyone to see.

What these people are signaling to the rest of the World is we’re way too powerful to ever be held to the same standards us pawns have to deal with. In effect , they’re untouchable

I have to sum it up to the fact that it all starts someplace deep within each of us, including me driving up to 405 freeway looking up at these homeless encampment everywhere and turning up your music, stepping on the gas to get faster through it. I know, eventually we all just get numb to it all and the coping mechanisms simply kicks in

When it all comes down to it, we have a group of people who are so out of touch and their reality is so warped that they have been and probably think they still are untouchable. Maybe they are. We’re evidently about to see. For the record I’ll believe it when I actually see it though

So ask yourself if you got on a plane that you suddenly found out is literally called the Lolita express headed to Little St John commonly referred to as Orgy Island and immediately very young girls with very little clothes on asking you for massages, what would your response be? Imagine if that was your little girl. And then

imagine after his conviction in 2006 who continued to fly there over and over, knowing what we all know. Those who don’t shrug their shoulders and move on, that is.

Would you still buy what they’re selling? Would you still vote for them? Would you listen to their music, watch their movies, listen to their sermons or attend their sporting events?

Or maybe just turn up the music, roll up the windows and drive a little faster to get through it all. After all we need a good nights sleep