Occupy !

How many things change,
from being occupying sweatstock, well, having a mini camp there since the previous night, to having a friend from being sane, to becoming a rock, really affected me.
kids, any trauma, please, check it, it can become bigger and bigger.

So it has really changed, since yesterday, as i am a kind of a goon, a security for those with mental problem, a lazy socialist, a decadent libertarian, a nonchalant wizard and a machine, if you need someone to protect your ideas or stuffs, as i am the man-dog of the street, the brave one, alone almost all the time, with some thoughts like satellites or comets to entertain me.

So churchills, I wont ever go to that place again, since i found that the security guy there punched my friend in the head and it ricocheted to a pool table, sending him to the hospital for 5 days. Finding that out, the worst of me appeared, and it is to late to forget about it, as i am the material personification of anonymous, not the electronic, the personal one, the one you see in the streets and fear if you have done something that stupid, because i know him, he is in cases very happy or crazy, but he would never hit anyone, so hitting him in the head and sending him to the hospital is an delayed call for war my friend, and i don't like you.

so it has changed, that pub i don't like.
musically, well, my lost, but war is on.
ideological war, as im no going back there nor support that shit,
personal, well, a lawyer may be a good idea.

a side note:

-there are provocateurs everywhere, people with mental problems are the ones who also contribute to it. The police, i don't mind them, im doing my part for them, i am maybe being a problem, but i am not violent and my presence is to help those in need, so if i see some group going against a person, anyone, i am gonna defend that person. unless that person is really an evil one, that case, let them take him/her, that's police work to do, not mine.

im also tired, i need a job, and stability.
i hate writing, yet i write.
i need a partner, even thought i can talk to anyone i cant really start a conversation. and continue it.
i feel that i suck almost all the time, except when im occupying, and thats why i do it.