HOMED OR HOMELESS

Well this is my 13th day of homelessness, it really is not the worst thing to happen to me. i am beginning to believe that homed people have not one iota of feelings for anyone but themselves and i am not to sure if they have that. why would someone who seems to be enjoying some form of success act so terribly mean, there are some kind homed people but they seem to be so few and far between. o well c'est la vie or is it mort. one of the fun things about being homeless there is always something to do, something to look at, to investigate, to be curious of, people throw out everything and i do mean everything, i did meet this homeless womon who said she found 4.thousand dollars in a dumpster near an apartment building, i asked her what did she do with it and she told me she got all the drugs she thought she needed but that she wound up in the hospital damn near dead from some bad drugs, i asked her if she would do it again, she said most likely, she also said she did not think lightening struck twice in the same place. i found a beautiful pair of designer tennis shoes in a dumpster they did not fit me i took them anyway cause i could trade them with someone for something else. something else i noticed is that the cops harass the homeless wimmin more than the men and that they automatically expect a womon to be on drugs if she is living homeless, one cop told me if i continue with my arrogance my ass would go to jail and that he could find something to jail me for. i looked at him and said ye'sa boss, he said what did you say i just could not say it again i really did not want to go to jail so i said alright he drove off i muttered under my breath honkie pig, i just want to live homeless for a bit to see but to jail i do not want to go, i know it is time for me to change my area cause i have heard that this particular cop is a really royal ass who loves to see if he can get you mad enough to do something stupid. so i am moving on i think it would be fun to go to a really posh hood and see if i can get away with being a homeless, see how the rich homed act toward the homeless, so i went to the bathroom at the supermarket for my daily bath, some of the wimmin on the streets (the sex workers) had told me the secret to daily public cleanliness the supermarkets, and they were absolutely right, i went into the store disappeared into the bathroom took my washcloth (a paper towel and started to clean up) have to be careful to do this when they are not ready to clean the bathrooms, best time is around 11 a.m. cause they are getting ready for the lunch crowd and pay little attention to who is in and out of the bathrooms,the soap stinks but it gets you clean. i think when i become homed again i will have a whole other perspective of everything everyone and myself. there is dignity in every one's life i shutter and get so damn mad at the cruelness of us humans really do begin again to wonder, why would any goddess or god create a human or did that really happen that way, who created whom? one of the things that would cause me to return to being homed is i think if i stayed on the streets a long time i would wind up hating and i don't want to go back to hating again, i had done that one time to many for my own well being spiritually emotionally and physically, and o how easy it would be to slip back into that by simply watching other people. how does one develop humility compassion? what causes one to become so harsh and mean so ruthless so without feelings?