"Part 6"

 

At the court proceedings, I was in a daze. I did not think about anything that was being said. I was given 1-year probation. In probation you are suppose to report in to an officer every month. When I got out of jail, probation was never a thought in my mind.

 

I remembered a house that was deep in the woods. About 2.5 kilometers from where the thief lived, the one that had the trailer. This area was very far from any city. I ask my mother to buy me some supplies that I would need to survive in the woods. Then to take me to a store 2 kilometers away from this location and drop me off.

 

I stay here about 30 days. I see men approaching the house at night. I could have hidden from them but I did not, 5 men and dogs.

 

Me being trained as a foot soldier, I had cut a path in the thick woods, as a fallback position. This path was well hidden and was easy to defend. After many treats from these men, I walk to the rear of this abandoned house, pick my modified shotgun and my short sword. I walked, not running, to my hidden path with them 2 meters behind me.

 

Once I go into my path, I vanish. I get in a prone position ready to fight. At this very moment I see a vision in my minds eye. It is of my son, he is wearing a hallow, like the one I wore. With many more bolts drilled into his head. Each bolt was steaming blood. A horrible vision. I knew at that moment; this vision came form a devil that was driving these men. The devil was angry, because when I just vanish in this path, the men froze in fear. They would not dare go into the darkness after me.

 

The men turn and leave. The next day I move camp. I know I must leave this area. I contact my mother from a phone at the store 2 kilometers away. I ask if I could stay at my aunts, it was agreed.

 

My aunt lived in a stilted house (house on poles, in case of flooding) on a river. Just next door was and a long time friend, in a 2-bedroom mobile home. They had been close, like husband and wife but never married. I stay in this mobile home. The bedroom I was given was just used for storage, very dirty. I cleaned it up. Both houses were always very dirty.

 

I do some telephone tricks that gave my aunt a way to get an internet connection. She used the internet connection during the day, I used it at night. My mother gives me 50 dollars one Christmas. I buy my son something, and use the rest of the money to lease a domain name. I create two websites. They stayed up for 1 year.

 

I write a few people, over the wire. While writing this one woman she tells me of a reoccurring dream she is having.

 

She explains the dream.

(A) I see a picture framed in gold, of water and a cloud over it. A sword is coming out of this cloud. (B) I turn right and I see another picture. This one framed in wood, of green grass and a cloud over the grass. Coming out of this cloud is an iron pick ax. (C) I turn right again and see another picture this one framed in silver. It is of trees. In front of the trees is a long white stone wall with its right side crumbling. (D) I turn again and there is Jesus with his left hand out stretched toward the second picture. From his left eye a tear drop falls.

 

After reading her dream, I realize this is the room I am in. (A) My computer has the symbol of the sword and earth, as the background image. Directly behind my computer is a picture, framed in gold, and a window facing the river. (B) Turning to the right is my bed. Over my bed is a picture framed in wood. Directly below this picture are green pillows. (C) Turning to the right is silver (aluminum color) window. Directly through this window you can see my aunts house on stilts. The room I was in, was to the far left of the mobile home. My aunt's friend stayed in the right end of the 'white' mobile home. He was in vary poor health. (D) Turning right again is the doorway to this room. I glued a cross to the inside door. The glue ran down, so I painted the glue red.

 

There was one other amazing 'something' that happened in this room. I am not sure what I was doing, but I was sitting behind the keyboard as I normally would. All of a sudden the room was filled with power. Overwhelming power. In my mind I feel myself standing in the thrown room of The Lord God Almighty. Every part of me was shaking. In my mind I stand as straight and as still as I could. After only a few moments all could say was "Can I go Now". Then it left.

 

I have thought on what happened then many times. What I humbly conclude is that, at that moment I was anointed before The Lord God Himself.

 

My aunt and her male friend had many dogs. She had about 10, he about 10. These dog were untrained, and would bark at anyone. Every time these dogs would see me, they would bark uncontrollability. I had a small air pistol. I would shoot these dogs. The pistol was so weak it would only sting them never breaking the skin. It worked and dogs did not bark at me any more. Once my aunt caught me shooting the dogs, and that was the end of my stay.

 

Mid summer, hot;

I started receiving child support money from my first wife. I would just sign the check and give it to my mother. She was the one taking care of my son, although the court did not know.

 

My mother picks me up from my aunts. I tell her to just take me to the storage building where the remainder of belongings where. I have no where to go. I sleep in the storage building two nights. Then I recon an area behind a cemetery 4.5 kilometers away. Behind this cemetery about 300 meters I find a good campsite. This campsite area had hills on 3 sides and a creek to the other. Heavy tree foliage above, good concealment. I trap small animals, which I ate. Every 1 to 2 weeks my mother would get my cloths and wash them. Also taking me to the store for simple things.

 

Late that year,

My mother learns of a church that was helping the homeless and she tells them about me. I met a man from that church and he takes me to a large city about 80 kilometers away. In this city I am housed by a military veteran homeless finicality. It was not real pleasant here but it was ok.

 

I was in to wrong place at the wrong time, and the police find me. I now have a warrant for not going to probation. I go to jail for 90 days.

 

Once out of jail I return to the veteran homeless finicality. This time knew I needed a vehicle of some kind. So I could get a descent job. I decided on a motorcycle, but I needed money to buy it. I knew you could get a government college loan, that would be enough to buy a motorcycle. The catch was, you had to be enrolled in college for 6 months. I attend the local community college in this large city. After 8 months at this veteran homeless finicality and while attending the community college. I learn my sister had divorced her husband. She and all her children no longer live with her.

 

Remember my mother and my son live on the same property as my sister. I did not ask if I could come, I just show up at my mother's door. It was agreed I could stay. Now I have the 6 months’ college behind me, but I must be currently enrolled in college to get a loan. I enroll at another community college, close to my mother’s house. I take only 'online' classes. I did not even try to pass them. I just needed the money for transportation (a motorcycle). I get the money, find a motorcycle (600cc) on eBay. Send 400 dollars as a down payment. I take a bus, then a taxi to the seller’s house, 250 kilometers away. Ride the bike back to my mothers. Only bad thing was, I had never rode a motorcycle before.

 

I go to a print shop the get the symbol printed again, a high quality sticker. I was planning on placing it on gas tank of this gorgeous blood red bike. I get another bottle, Lord forgive me. Drink 0.2 letters of whiskey. On the way back to my mother's house, as I passing a road when something speaks to me. I do not know if it was an angel or a devil, but it said "Why don't you that way" with the idea I could use the extra distance to practice riding this bike.

 

Just 0.8 kilometers down this road, my front tire hits some gravel and causes me to lay the bike down. Two women that were walking up the road, seen my accident. I did not damage anyone or anyone's property just me and the bike. They ask me "Are you Alright" I say "Yes" and pick up the bike, as a stream of blood pours out of my coat sheave. They call the fire department that was only 0.5 kilometers away. I see the fire chief drive up as I get back on the bike and try to get away. The foot peg on the bike is broke, and I am not that skilled at riding a motorcycle either. I go only about 16 meters at lay the bike down in some grass.

 

Police show up, I go to jail number DWI-3.

 

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"Part 6"

 

At the court proceedings, I was in a daze. I did not think about anything that was being said. I was given 1-year probation. In probation you are suppose to report in to an officer every month. When I got out of jail, probation was never a thought in my mind.

 

I remembered a house that was deep in the woods. About 2.5 kilometers from where the thief lived, the one that had the trailer. This area was very far from any city. I ask my mother to buy me some supplies that I would need to survive in the woods. Then to take me to a store 2 kilometers away from this location and drop me off.

 

I stay here about 30 days. I see men approaching the house at night. I could have hidden from them but I did not, 5 men and dogs.

 

Me being trained as a foot soldier, I had cut a path in the thick woods, as a fallback position. This path was well hidden and was easy to defend. After many treats from these men, I walk to the rear of this abandoned house, pick my modified shotgun and my short sword. I walked, not running, to my hidden path with them 2 meters behind me.

 

Once I go into my path, I vanish. I get in a prone position ready to fight. At this very moment I see a vision in my minds eye. It is of my son, he is wearing a hallow, like the one I wore. With many more bolts drilled into his head. Each bolt was steaming blood. A horrible vision. I knew at that moment; this vision came form a devil that was driving these men. The devil was angry, because when I just vanish in this path, the men froze in fear. They would not dare go into the darkness after me.

 

The men turn and leave. The next day I move camp. I know I must leave this area. I contact my mother from a phone at the store 2 kilometers away. I ask if I could stay at my aunts, it was agreed.

 

My aunt lived in a stilted house (house on poles, in case of flooding) on a river. Just next door was and a long time friend, in a 2-bedroom mobile home. They had been close, like husband and wife but never married. I stay in this mobile home. The bedroom I was given was just used for storage, very dirty. I cleaned it up. Both houses were always very dirty.

 

I do some telephone tricks that gave my aunt a way to get an internet connection. She used the internet connection during the day, I used it at night. My mother gives me 50 dollars one Christmas. I buy my son something, and use the rest of the money to lease a domain name. I create two websites. They stayed up for 1 year.

 

I write a few people, over the wire. While writing this one woman she tells me of a reoccurring dream she is having.

 

She explains the dream.

(A) I see a picture framed in gold, of water and a cloud over it. A sword is coming out of this cloud. (B) I turn right and I see another picture. This one framed in wood, of green grass and a cloud over the grass. Coming out of this cloud is an iron pick ax. (C) I turn right again and see another picture this one framed in silver. It is of trees. In front of the trees is a long white stone wall with its right side crumbling. (D) I turn again and there is Jesus with his left hand out stretched toward the second picture. From his left eye a tear drop falls.

 

After reading her dream, I realize this is the room I am in. (A) My computer has the symbol of the sword and earth, as the background image. Directly behind my computer is a picture, framed in gold, and a window facing the river. (B) Turning to the right is my bed. Over my bed is a picture framed in wood. Directly below this picture are green pillows. (C) Turning to the right is silver (aluminum color) window. Directly through this window you can see my aunts house on stilts. The room I was in, was to the far left of the mobile home. My aunt's friend stayed in the right end of the 'white' mobile home. He was in vary poor health. (D) Turning right again is the doorway to this room. I glued a cross to the inside door. The glue ran down, so I painted the glue red.

 

There was one other amazing 'something' that happened in this room. I am not sure what I was doing, but I was sitting behind the keyboard as I normally would. All of a sudden the room was filled with power. Overwhelming power. In my mind I feel myself standing in the thrown room of The Lord God Almighty. Every part of me was shaking. In my mind I stand as straight and as still as I could. After only a few moments all could say was "Can I go Now". Then it left.

 

I have thought on what happened then many times. What I humbly conclude is that, at that moment I was anointed before The Lord God Himself.

 

My aunt and her male friend had many dogs. She had about 10, he about 10. These dog were untrained, and would bark at anyone. Every time these dogs would see me, they would bark uncontrollability. I had a small air pistol. I would shoot these dogs. The pistol was so weak it would only sting them never breaking the skin. It worked and dogs did not bark at me any more. Once my aunt caught me shooting the dogs, and that was the end of my stay.

 

Mid summer, hot;

I started receiving child support money from my first wife. I would just sign the check and give it to my mother. She was the one taking care of my son, although the court did not know.

 

My mother picks me up from my aunts. I tell her to just take me to the storage building where the remainder of belongings where. I have no where to go. I sleep in the storage building two nights. Then I recon an area behind a cemetery 4.5 kilometers away. Behind this cemetery about 300 meters I find a good campsite. This campsite area had hills on 3 sides and a creek to the other. Heavy tree foliage above, good concealment. I trap small animals, which I ate. Every 1 to 2 weeks my mother would get my cloths and wash them. Also taking me to the store for simple things.

 

Late that year,

My mother learns of a church that was helping the homeless and she tells them about me. I met a man from that church and he takes me to a large city about 80 kilometers away. In this city I am housed by a military veteran homeless finicality. It was not real pleasant here but it was ok.

 

I was in to wrong place at the wrong time, and the police find me. I now have a warrant for not going to probation. I go to jail for 90 days.

 

Once out of jail I return to the veteran homeless finicality. This time knew I needed a vehicle of some kind. So I could get a descent job. I decided on a motorcycle, but I needed money to buy it. I knew you could get a government college loan, that would be enough to buy a motorcycle. The catch was, you had to be enrolled in college for 6 months. I attend the local community college in this large city. After 8 months at this veteran homeless finicality and while attending the community college. I learn my sister had divorced her husband. She and all her children no longer live with her.

 

Remember my mother and my son live on the same property as my sister. I did not ask if I could come, I just show up at my mother's door. It was agreed I could stay. Now I have the 6 months’ college behind me, but I must be currently enrolled in college to get a loan. I enroll at another community college, close to my mother’s house. I take only 'online' classes. I did not even try to pass them. I just needed the money for transportation (a motorcycle). I get the money, find a motorcycle (600cc) on eBay. Send 400 dollars as a down payment. I take a bus, then a taxi to the seller’s house, 250 kilometers away. Ride the bike back to my mothers. Only bad thing was, I had never rode a motorcycle before.

 

I go to a print shop the get the symbol printed again, a high quality sticker. I was planning on placing it on gas tank of this gorgeous blood red bike. I get another bottle, Lord forgive me. Drink 0.2 letters of whiskey. On the way back to my mother's house, as I passing a road when something speaks to me. I do not know if it was an angel or a devil, but it said "Why don't you that way" with the idea I could use the extra distance to practice riding this bike.

 

Just 0.8 kilometers down this road, my front tire hits some gravel and causes me to lay the bike down. Two women that were walking up the road, seen my accident. I did not damage anyone or anyone's property just me and the bike. They ask me "Are you Alright" I say "Yes" and pick up the bike, as a stream of blood pours out of my coat sheave. They call the fire department that was only 0.5 kilometers away. I see the fire chief drive up as I get back on the bike and try to get away. The foot peg on the bike is broke, and I am not that skilled at riding a motorcycle either. I go only about 16 meters at lay the bike down in some grass.

 

Police show up, I go to jail number DWI-3.

 

 

"Part 6"

 

At the court proceedings, I was in a daze. I did not think about anything that was being said. I was given 1-year probation. In probation you are suppose to report in to an officer every month. When I got out of jail, probation was never a thought in my mind.

 

I remembered a house that was deep in the woods. About 2.5 kilometers from where the thief lived, the one that had the trailer. This area was very far from any city. I ask my mother to buy me some supplies that I would need to survive in the woods. Then to take me to a store 2 kilometers away from this location and drop me off.

 

I stay here about 30 days. I see men approaching the house at night. I could have hidden from them but I did not, 5 men and dogs.

 

Me being trained as a foot soldier, I had cut a path in the thick woods, as a fallback position. This path was well hidden and was easy to defend. After many treats from these men, I walk to the rear of this abandoned house, pick my modified shotgun and my short sword. I walked, not running, to my hidden path with them 2 meters behind me.

 

Once I go into my path, I vanish. I get in a prone position ready to fight. At this very moment I see a vision in my minds eye. It is of my son, he is wearing a hallow, like the one I wore. With many more bolts drilled into his head. Each bolt was steaming blood. A horrible vision. I knew at that moment; this vision came form a devil that was driving these men. The devil was angry, because when I just vanish in this path, the men froze in fear. They would not dare go into the darkness after me.

 

The men turn and leave. The next day I move camp. I know I must leave this area. I contact my mother from a phone at the store 2 kilometers away. I ask if I could stay at my aunts, it was agreed.

 

My aunt lived in a stilted house (house on poles, in case of flooding) on a river. Just next door was and a long time friend, in a 2-bedroom mobile home. They had been close, like husband and wife but never married. I stay in this mobile home. The bedroom I was given was just used for storage, very dirty. I cleaned it up. Both houses were always very dirty.

 

I do some telephone tricks that gave my aunt a way to get an internet connection. She used the internet connection during the day, I used it at night. My mother gives me 50 dollars one Christmas. I buy my son something, and use the rest of the money to lease a domain name. I create two websites. They stayed up for 1 year.

 

I write a few people, over the wire. While writing this one woman she tells me of a reoccurring dream she is having.

 

She explains the dream.

(A) I see a picture framed in gold, of water and a cloud over it. A sword is coming out of this cloud. (B) I turn right and I see another picture. This one framed in wood, of green grass and a cloud over the grass. Coming out of this cloud is an iron pick ax. (C) I turn right again and see another picture this one framed in silver. It is of trees. In front of the trees is a long white stone wall with its right side crumbling. (D) I turn again and there is Jesus with his left hand out stretched toward the second picture. From his left eye a tear drop falls.

 

After reading her dream, I realize this is the room I am in. (A) My computer has the symbol of the sword and earth, as the background image. Directly behind my computer is a picture, framed in gold, and a window facing the river. (B) Turning to the right is my bed. Over my bed is a picture framed in wood. Directly below this picture are green pillows. (C) Turning to the right is silver (aluminum color) window. Directly through this window you can see my aunts house on stilts. The room I was in, was to the far left of the mobile home. My aunt's friend stayed in the right end of the 'white' mobile home. He was in vary poor health. (D) Turning right again is the doorway to this room. I glued a cross to the inside door. The glue ran down, so I painted the glue red.

 

There was one other amazing 'something' that happened in this room. I am not sure what I was doing, but I was sitting behind the keyboard as I normally would. All of a sudden the room was filled with power. Overwhelming power. In my mind I feel myself standing in the thrown room of The Lord God Almighty. Every part of me was shaking. In my mind I stand as straight and as still as I could. After only a few moments all could say was "Can I go Now". Then it left.

 

I have thought on what happened then many times. What I humbly conclude is that, at that moment I was anointed before The Lord God Himself.

 

My aunt and her male friend had many dogs. She had about 10, he about 10. These dog were untrained, and would bark at anyone. Every time these dogs would see me, they would bark uncontrollability. I had a small air pistol. I would shoot these dogs. The pistol was so weak it would only sting them never breaking the skin. It worked and dogs did not bark at me any more. Once my aunt caught me shooting the dogs, and that was the end of my stay.

 

Mid summer, hot;

I started receiving child support money from my first wife. I would just sign the check and give it to my mother. She was the one taking care of my son, although the court did not know.

 

My mother picks me up from my aunts. I tell her to just take me to the storage building where the remainder of belongings where. I have no where to go. I sleep in the storage building two nights. Then I recon an area behind a cemetery 4.5 kilometers away. Behind this cemetery about 300 meters I find a good campsite. This campsite area had hills on 3 sides and a creek to the other. Heavy tree foliage above, good concealment. I trap small animals, which I ate. Every 1 to 2 weeks my mother would get my cloths and wash them. Also taking me to the store for simple things.

 

Late that year,

My mother learns of a church that was helping the homeless and she tells them about me. I met a man from that church and he takes me to a large city about 80 kilometers away. In this city I am housed by a military veteran homeless finicality. It was not real pleasant here but it was ok.

 

I was in to wrong place at the wrong time, and the police find me. I now have a warrant for not going to probation. I go to jail for 90 days.

 

Once out of jail I return to the veteran homeless finicality. This time knew I needed a vehicle of some kind. So I could get a descent job. I decided on a motorcycle, but I needed money to buy it. I knew you could get a government college loan, that would be enough to buy a motorcycle. The catch was, you had to be enrolled in college for 6 months. I attend the local community college in this large city. After 8 months at this veteran homeless finicality and while attending the community college. I learn my sister had divorced her husband. She and all her children no longer live with her.

 

Remember my mother and my son live on the same property as my sister. I did not ask if I could come, I just show up at my mother's door. It was agreed I could stay. Now I have the 6 months’ college behind me, but I must be currently enrolled in college to get a loan. I enroll at another community college, close to my mother’s house. I take only 'online' classes. I did not even try to pass them. I just needed the money for transportation (a motorcycle). I get the money, find a motorcycle (600cc) on eBay. Send 400 dollars as a down payment. I take a bus, then a taxi to the seller’s house, 250 kilometers away. Ride the bike back to my mothers. Only bad thing was, I had never rode a motorcycle before.

 

I go to a print shop the get the symbol printed again, a high quality sticker. I was planning on placing it on gas tank of this gorgeous blood red bike. I get another bottle, Lord forgive me. Drink 0.2 letters of whiskey. On the way back to my mother's house, as I passing a road when something speaks to me. I do not know if it was an angel or a devil, but it said "Why don't you that way" with the idea I could use the extra distance to practice riding this bike.

 

Just 0.8 kilometers down this road, my front tire hits some gravel and causes me to lay the bike down. Two women that were walking up the road, seen my accident. I did not damage anyone or anyone's property just me and the bike. They ask me "Are you Alright" I say "Yes" and pick up the bike, as a stream of blood pours out of my coat sheave. They call the fire department that was only 0.5 kilometers away. I see the fire chief drive up as I get back on the bike and try to get away. The foot peg on the bike is broke, and I am not that skilled at riding a motorcycle either. I go only about 16 meters at lay the bike down in some grass.

 

Police show up, I go to jail number DWI-3.

 

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