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    Asian, Children, and Crazy: There is all of this hope in their eyes, the type of hope that gives you reason for living, the type of hope that makes you want to tell your friends... When I look into their eyes their joy is passed on to me, and I really need it, because as I read more, and as I travel more I realise how crazy men can be. European, African, Chinese, Indian, Asian, indigenous, it seldom matters, when it comes to human males, there is a real level of evil, they that have carried out through the history of ages, an evil that has come to rule this earth. I want love to win, I really do... but we still celebrate violence and power so much. (Not talking about Black power, which is a resistance to racism and white supremacist ideologies, I'm just talking about greed and unnecessary power, dictatorships and tyranny) I don't critique systems because I hate life, I question them because I love life. I want us all to do better. I ask myself in everything I do, will this benefit humanity? Am I improving the planet..? Many do nothing they are just existing, many are barely surviving, there are many good humans and some are trying to destroy everything for profit. I think the people reading this are the people who are the forces of good. Otherwise you wouldn't put up with all of my hopeful ideas and resistance against brutalities, murder, rape etc. The only way that things will change is if we change our lifestyles. The broken systems can only run with us conforming and fuelling them. There are so many problems caused by human males, but at the same time there are so many solutions. I am trying to be part of the solutions and on my darkest days, which we all have, I scroll through pictures and videos of the children. Hoping that I am not only able to provide for them and protect them, but raise them to be a part of our future solutions. This keeps me on the path, there are only two options for me now, either I create new systems and raise the vibration of humanity or I die trying. Either way this is now my life's purpose ❤️🖤💚
    

        
        
        
        
        
        
        
    

    

        

            
            

                
                
                    Asian, Children, and Crazy: There is all of this hope in their eyes, the type of hope that gives you reason for living, the type of hope that makes you want to tell your friends... When I look into their eyes their joy is passed on to me, and I really need it, because as I read more, and as I travel more I realise how crazy men can be. European, African, Chinese, Indian, Asian, indigenous, it seldom matters, when it comes to human males, there is a real level of evil, they that have carried out through the history of ages, an evil that has come to rule this earth. I want love to win, I really do... but we still celebrate violence and power so much. (Not talking about Black power, which is a resistance to racism and white supremacist ideologies, I'm just talking about greed and unnecessary power, dictatorships and tyranny) I don't critique systems because I hate life, I question them because I love life. I want us all to do better. I ask myself in everything I do, will this benefit humanity? Am I improving the planet..? Many do nothing they are just existing, many are barely surviving, there are many good humans and some are trying to destroy everything for profit. I think the people reading this are the people who are the forces of good. Otherwise you wouldn't put up with all of my hopeful ideas and resistance against brutalities, murder, rape etc. The only way that things will change is if we change our lifestyles. The broken systems can only run with us conforming and fuelling them. There are so many problems caused by human males, but at the same time there are so many solutions. I am trying to be part of the solutions and on my darkest days, which we all have, I scroll through pictures and videos of the children. Hoping that I am not only able to provide for them and protect them, but raise them to be a part of our future solutions. This keeps me on the path, there are only two options for me now, either I create new systems and raise the vibration of humanity or I die trying. Either way this is now my life's purpose ❤️🖤💚
                    
                
            

            
                
                
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    All Lives Matter, Children, and Family: Lt. Aaron Allan was killed in line of duty when
 he tried to help victim of a crash. Shot by
 occupant of car
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Lieutenant Aaron Allan was shot and killed after responding to a crash involving an overturned vehicle. He and a Homecroft officer arrived at the scene and began to check on two occupants. Lieutenant Allan crawled into the car to check on the driver, who was stuck upside down in his seat belt. As Lieutenant Allan then crawled back out to check on the passenger the driver grabbed a gun and opened fire, striking Lieutenant Allan 14 times. The Homecroft officer and an off-duty reserve deputy from the Johnson County Sheriff's Office returned fire and wounded the man before taking him into custody Lieutenant Allan was transported to Eskenazi Hospital where he succumbed to his injuries. Lieutenant Allan had served with the Southport Police Department for six years and had served in law enforcement for 20 years. He is survived by his wife and children. Our deepest sympathy goes to the family, friends, and co-workers of Lt. Allan. So sad to see another senseless murder of a true hero. Rest in Peace Brother. Like my posts? Follow my partners @back.the.badge @veterans_сome_first police cop cops thinblueline lawenforcement policelivesmatter supportourtroops BlueLivesMatter AllLivesMatter brotherinblue bluefamily tbl thinbluelinefamily sheriff policeofficer backtheblue
    

        
        
        
        
        
        
        
    

    

        

            
            

                
                
                    All Lives Matter, Children, and Family: Lt. Aaron Allan was killed in line of duty when
 he tried to help victim of a crash. Shot by
 occupant of car
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Lieutenant Aaron Allan was shot and killed after responding to a crash involving an overturned vehicle. He and a Homecroft officer arrived at the scene and began to check on two occupants. Lieutenant Allan crawled into the car to check on the driver, who was stuck upside down in his seat belt. As Lieutenant Allan then crawled back out to check on the passenger the driver grabbed a gun and opened fire, striking Lieutenant Allan 14 times. The Homecroft officer and an off-duty reserve deputy from the Johnson County Sheriff's Office returned fire and wounded the man before taking him into custody Lieutenant Allan was transported to Eskenazi Hospital where he succumbed to his injuries. Lieutenant Allan had served with the Southport Police Department for six years and had served in law enforcement for 20 years. He is survived by his wife and children. Our deepest sympathy goes to the family, friends, and co-workers of Lt. Allan. So sad to see another senseless murder of a true hero. Rest in Peace Brother. Like my posts? Follow my partners @back.the.badge @veterans_сome_first police cop cops thinblueline lawenforcement policelivesmatter supportourtroops BlueLivesMatter AllLivesMatter brotherinblue bluefamily tbl thinbluelinefamily sheriff policeofficer backtheblue
                    
                
            

            
                
                
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    Crazy, Drinking, and Heroin: WINCHMANS
 STOWED
tbt It's nearly been 10 years since I went to Iraq as a combat soldier in the British army. Madness... Given that I am now educated on British foreign policy, I think it's crazy that I joined in the first place. But for anyone who is a soldier right now, you will know that the governments of the global "super powers" (whoever is ready to carry out the most murder) are psychopaths & prey on the vulnerable. The militaries of the planet always recruit in poor & impoverished areas. I have done recruiting drives for the military before, we went to the working class schools & fairs, showed the people rifles and tanks and told them how much secure money you will get. Which when you don't have a job seems amazing. I couldn't get a job in the city of Leeds. I put my resume in every shop, I left school with good grades. But there was one problem, I was an African with a British passport. All of the managers (when I actually did get interviewed) were European. West Yorkshire, UK is quite racist, let's just say I did about 50 interviews & never got a job. At the time I was a mess, I was selling crack & heroin, sleeping with random women, eating trash, drinking alcohol & generally being a useless human being. So when my friend joined the army & told me I would get it... I was like cool, where do I sign up. For me it was either get locked up or join the military. I heard £18,000 per year and I was all in. When I was in Iraq I was on about £22,000 per year. My life to the military was worth less than £2000 per month. I went to Iraq to help the British military steal oil in an illegal war for the west. Whenever you hear of a soldier being blown up by the side of a road, it's because one of the jobs we had was to protect equipment and contractors going in, and oil and resources coming out. Here I am in a helicopter about to do eagle VCPS, (vehicular check points) this is where you fly in to an area in a helicopter and make sure nobody is coming to blow up resource theft routes. I nearly got blown up a few times. I saw people getting murdered. We got mortared (artillery bomb) nearly every night. All for what, oil that we don't actually need. If you're in the army... getout
    

        
        
        
        
        
        
        
    

    

        

            
            

                
                
                    Crazy, Drinking, and Heroin: WINCHMANS
 STOWED
tbt It's nearly been 10 years since I went to Iraq as a combat soldier in the British army. Madness... Given that I am now educated on British foreign policy, I think it's crazy that I joined in the first place. But for anyone who is a soldier right now, you will know that the governments of the global "super powers" (whoever is ready to carry out the most murder) are psychopaths & prey on the vulnerable. The militaries of the planet always recruit in poor & impoverished areas. I have done recruiting drives for the military before, we went to the working class schools & fairs, showed the people rifles and tanks and told them how much secure money you will get. Which when you don't have a job seems amazing. I couldn't get a job in the city of Leeds. I put my resume in every shop, I left school with good grades. But there was one problem, I was an African with a British passport. All of the managers (when I actually did get interviewed) were European. West Yorkshire, UK is quite racist, let's just say I did about 50 interviews & never got a job. At the time I was a mess, I was selling crack & heroin, sleeping with random women, eating trash, drinking alcohol & generally being a useless human being. So when my friend joined the army & told me I would get it... I was like cool, where do I sign up. For me it was either get locked up or join the military. I heard £18,000 per year and I was all in. When I was in Iraq I was on about £22,000 per year. My life to the military was worth less than £2000 per month. I went to Iraq to help the British military steal oil in an illegal war for the west. Whenever you hear of a soldier being blown up by the side of a road, it's because one of the jobs we had was to protect equipment and contractors going in, and oil and resources coming out. Here I am in a helicopter about to do eagle VCPS, (vehicular check points) this is where you fly in to an area in a helicopter and make sure nobody is coming to blow up resource theft routes. I nearly got blown up a few times. I saw people getting murdered. We got mortared (artillery bomb) nearly every night. All for what, oil that we don't actually need. If you're in the army... getout
                    
                
            

            
                
                
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    Bad, Bad Day, and Confused: forgive yourself for loving the wrong person
One day when you really love this will make sense, nothing else matters, not your bad day at work, not the government trying to enslave us, not the night or the day, just this moment as we lay, holding each other closely like those at the end trying to hold on to life, no need for titles, lover, soul mates, life. I experienced reality through you, forehead to 3rd eye, to superconscious convection. I am safe here, nothing can go wrong, you are protection. I am not scared of anything because we are everything. It is my heart that you own now, be gentle as I only have one, open emotional surgery, now you have the power to murder me, with this power comes great responsibility, do you love me or is this a fallacy? I'm only young not sure I deserve to die, but I was dead before & you brought me life, The last one tore me up with bullsh*t lies, I just want you more & no more strife, What are you thinking, Staring deep in my soul, Not moving not blinking, Together we grow old... If I could capture this moment literally stopping time, I would die here happily, because you are next to me. We crossed paths & walked together for a while. I never want to stop, my soul is in your smile, I never cared for a destination unless it was this moment, where my heart stayed open, where you swim in the ocean of emotions & never come up for air, you can share mine. Your happiness is the plasma that my life blood begins in, and your laughter is my serotonin, you are my mind & my thoughts deep within me, you stimulate growth as you stroke my face, playing with my hair. I try to dive deep into your heart but you don't think you are ready. It's ok have me, keep me, I don't want anything else, I'm confused as to a better purpose for my existence in time & space. Not everyone has the same heart, you got me, but don't think just because you give you shall receive, Yet one day you will live though somebody, If you let them in then please believe... Make sure you know them, before you open the source of your life to others. It's not sex it's deeper than lovers. Just be full of care because as you have my heart, someone, one day will hold yours or tear it apart... chakabars
    

        
        
        
        
        
        
        
    

    

        

            
            

                
                
                    Bad, Bad Day, and Confused: forgive yourself for loving the wrong person
One day when you really love this will make sense, nothing else matters, not your bad day at work, not the government trying to enslave us, not the night or the day, just this moment as we lay, holding each other closely like those at the end trying to hold on to life, no need for titles, lover, soul mates, life. I experienced reality through you, forehead to 3rd eye, to superconscious convection. I am safe here, nothing can go wrong, you are protection. I am not scared of anything because we are everything. It is my heart that you own now, be gentle as I only have one, open emotional surgery, now you have the power to murder me, with this power comes great responsibility, do you love me or is this a fallacy? I'm only young not sure I deserve to die, but I was dead before & you brought me life, The last one tore me up with bullsh*t lies, I just want you more & no more strife, What are you thinking, Staring deep in my soul, Not moving not blinking, Together we grow old... If I could capture this moment literally stopping time, I would die here happily, because you are next to me. We crossed paths & walked together for a while. I never want to stop, my soul is in your smile, I never cared for a destination unless it was this moment, where my heart stayed open, where you swim in the ocean of emotions & never come up for air, you can share mine. Your happiness is the plasma that my life blood begins in, and your laughter is my serotonin, you are my mind & my thoughts deep within me, you stimulate growth as you stroke my face, playing with my hair. I try to dive deep into your heart but you don't think you are ready. It's ok have me, keep me, I don't want anything else, I'm confused as to a better purpose for my existence in time & space. Not everyone has the same heart, you got me, but don't think just because you give you shall receive, Yet one day you will live though somebody, If you let them in then please believe... Make sure you know them, before you open the source of your life to others. It's not sex it's deeper than lovers. Just be full of care because as you have my heart, someone, one day will hold yours or tear it apart... chakabars