They have a place they can come to use the computer or phone, and get some food and coffee.
There are fights here everyday, some whatever, possibly a drug deal gone wrong, possibly a personality conflict. people are fighting, the others are trying to avoid being next.
Drugs around the facility, people using heroin and meth in the bathroom, a drug injection site next door, people gathering around to smoke crack and meth and heroin, injecting drugs. Crack dealers up the road on the corner.
A shelter in a church, a gymnasium with mats on the floor, tea, coffee, sandwhiches.
Up at 6 am, back over the place, where the coffe food and computers are, hoping not to have a fight, hoping to have shelter again that night.
Looking for a place to stay, hardly anything avaible, nothing suitable for 3 people with not much money.
God help these people, they are in danger.
Men talking about shooting someone, people uttering death threats, men with scars from knife or bludgeon blows to the neck and head.
People talking to themselves, people smoking cigarettes.
Sometimes a line up for the computers, sometimse an annoying interchange with some strange person uttering things to the people around them, not sure, anyone in particular, or everyone in the room?
Trying to use the toilet, but there's someone smoking or dealing heroin in there.
Difficult life, people who belong in some kind of detention containment facility walking around free, gathering on the poor people, preying on them perhaps.
I don't know, but it is pretty grime seeming.
My brother James won't come to the homeless people's facility, the "our place" with the computers, coffee and food.
Having to spend money to live, trying to save money to put down on an apartment.
The lifeline - talking to friends and family everyday, seeing that there are cops and security around here.
Still though, insecure, difficult to bear the stress, painful position to be in for some of the people here.
My dad and I are comfortable for now, but we note the very poor shouldn't have to put up with all these harassers and thuggies fighting and selling dope around them.
It strikes me that people are doing something good for the least of Gods family, but they aren't doign enough.
Forced to share a space with violent criminals, drug dealers, and whores and pimps.
It's upsetting, it shouldn't be that way. If you want to help the very least of God's family put away the violent criminals and drug dealers and pimps and whores.
Use God's prescence in your life to clean to street.
I talk about it with the Archangel Gabriel Wise, but all we can do is get teh cops to show up and look pretty, maybe cuff and haul off one or two of the violent criminals for a day or so, then they are back here again.
The cops aren't really doing much a proper investigation nor pressing charges to help protect the poor people.
A man complaining that he committed armed robbery three times, but the cops didn't put him in jail, he would rather he was in jail.
Some kind of exile facility, a place to send the drugs people awnd the violent people, a kind of camp or settlement for them, or a kind of containment facility, why aren't they there?
God exists and helped me find out criminals and catch them, the Bible pretty much commands you to do that in the old and new testament.
Yet people not doing it? What I think it's like 90% of people don't really do the righteous thing..
It's clear this place is run by a few people who donate a lot of money to keep it going, there's a few righgteous people here adn there with money supporting what little charity they can, while most people are ignoring the poor, some of them might give a little change, but they aren't fighting the violent criminals, getting them shipped off somewhere, they aren't tackling the drugs epidemic and handling the drug dealers so they are a non violent non offensive support service for addicts.
They are turning a blind eye to pimps and slave traffickers and prostitution.
No, people aren't making sure to knwo God exists, to make sure to know God personaly nad the angels, to to make things right for the least of theri brothers here.
It's dangerous time, worse than esquimalt is the homeless facility, perhaps, it is outrageous how many people get away with makign harassing and threatening statements, committing violence.
Sad. Help the poor, help the least of your family, the weak, the poor, the innocent, the loved ones. Yes help the children help them by making sure they don't have abusive children, and make sure they are not abused by teens and adults into committing sins, ever , all their childhood all theri life, help eawch other against the criminals, the violent ones especially, and the threatening and harassing people, the rude people too.
Yeah, The Hero went homeless and he saw again that violence against the poor was out of control, that drug addicts and pimps were allowed to prey on poor and homeless people.
He saw people some of them protecting them, but he noted it wasn't all good yet. Mental illness and criminal insanity out of control he notes.
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