You "Society Design Inc." Did This Unto Me, I Was [am] Innocent

Updated: Aug 4, 2019

2,360 dazed and confused you ran a intervention program on me in my HOME and somehow you used some damn weird Alien Technology to get and to keep me sober by sending just Two City Of Edmonton Police Service Officers into my life and world it was February 15, 2013 ( I didn't see this coming ) how could I as supposedly for the people living behind [ The White Picket Fences ] this is a good thing


However you would use it MY SOBRIETY as a weapon against me I was innocent at 52 years old and i never hurt anyone I was clean from weed, nicotine and opiates


But you had to have it ALL and take it all away

then just 201 days (6 months 20 days) later you would on September 4, 2013.. YOU kidnapped me from in front of my HOME (I haven't been able to go home since then)


And it is off to the races we go [or to the Royal Alex Hospital] for a quick check in before we once again go mobile and move me to the UofA Hospital


On the route however to the Alex the scanner was on as we drove down 104av towards the Baccarat Casino on 101 street and sure as hell it was September 4, 2013 at 1130am to 12pm the scanner blinks off and it says "this is Jess at 100.3 the bear and Pink Floyd Wish You Were Here" at the exact time we enter the Homeless Region across from EPCOR tower, and it would be a warning to me that I no longer had my life . As I was NO MORE THAN PROPERTY at this stage


I didn't know however nor would I for 90 days as we got to the Alex and the tune was still on but I was being hurried along as it costs money to stage scenes in my movie of my life


We walk in the three of us (two Police and me) and the ER waiting room is totally empty and I had been

FORMED = A 30 DAY CERTIFICATE TO HOLD ME, -- this is extendable and is still in effect some 2,159 days later as it can keep one a item on the shelf indefinitely as long as [[THEY]] see fit

That room is never empty EVER-- after a few sandwiches and juice boxes I would be loaded up in the back of an mini ambulance for transport to another location (I wasn't told where) remember I am sober for just 201 days / 6 months and 20 days at this stage in my magikal carpet ride (that would first take me to a place that could be deemed Heavenly) I would somehow end up in a back room a quarantine room on unit 4g2 after a a paper screw up - It was also my intro to Nurse Johanna a brilliant no BS young mental health nurse, who took control as soon as she saw me with a shot of a chemical called Acuphase (this sh*t) puts one to sleep for a few days while they sorted the paper work out

An in a few days./ weeks i would have 15's (a 15 minute pass off the unit) still till this day I have no idea as to how I actually went from Ambulance Bay to the Unit and the next thing I know


She shows up (She = Karen) and I swear to God, Gods, Goddesses, Jesus and whoever the hell I need to swear to Karen is an Angel a "real damn Angel" sent to show me how to love not just her and her son Jacob (who some 5.7 years later I have never met) they changed my life / world and saved me in the next stop that would occur some 90 spellbinding days after my arrival in 4G2 she had to make me damn well work for every glance from her intoxicating beauty as she changed a black // cold // dark heart into one of light as I learned to share the love she showed me with first the hospital community then the community outside the building as my "grounds" would be expanded -- but then she had to push way beyond anything I ever dreamed and that was to love myself.


But I was on a clock totally unbeknownst to me and my date with the end was coming fast as it would soon be the end of November and it seems looking back the whole city was aware of what was coming at me faster than a speeding freight train and the wall I was going to hit was rock solid and I would either be destroyed or LOVE would ;prevail and win out


I was naive and innocent and about to go right through a solid wall full out


more later--- as i can't stand anymore as the pain is very bad [level 8/9]r


medicated goo in at

346pm

30mg Codeine

1,000 mg Tylenol


It would be 90 days even and I would be leaving a mental unit after the AHS and hence the Government of Alberta just invested $148,500 in a bed for me, and then a Social Worker whose task was to assist me in finding housing as I lost my place and all my possessions some 17 days into my stay in the UofA Hospital


Keep in mind I was on my own in 1978. I was 17 years old and was deemed according to a paid off shrink that gained my confidence in 1987 that I would never work again, however I had never been without a home until 200+ days into the sobriety experiment (lead by the City of Edmonton Police Service) till December 4, 2013 and I was 52 years old I now had two massive challenges on hand


1) stay sober and

2) find a place to live (all routes were seemingly being blocked)


and I was __ __ C K en sober for 292 days = 9 months 19 days


and I was finally trapped


It all became a blur as some 292 days ago I had buddies (drinking buddies) but they left fast when I finally decided to SAY NO TO BOOZE on February 15, 2013 (damn when your sitting in the check in area of a homeless shelter it was so surreal as I never dreamed this dream, and many a buddies had deserted me) as I refused to drink again [flat out refused] as call it the Karen / Love delusion I knew if I drank again I WOULD NEVER see her again, call it finally standing up for something I believed in, call it what it was which was serious stupidity as I had a sofa in a safe house guaranteed but SHE was so much more enchanting and a lot more intense than the best drunk I had ever in 38 years been on and she was Karen a Angel and then there was Jacob her Warrior 12 year old son that was the love of a moms heart (you culd see, feel, sense it)



It all became a blur as some 292 days ago I had buddies (drinking buddies) but they left fast when I finally decided to SAY NO TO BOOZE on February 15, 2013 (damn when your sitting in the check in area of a homeless shelter it was so surreal as I never dreamed this dream, and many a buddies had deserted me) as I refused to drink again [flat out refused] as call it the Karen / Love delusion I knew if I drank again I WOULD NEVER see her again, call it finally standing up for something I believed in, call it what it was which was serious stupidity as I had a sofa in a safe house guaranteed but SHE was so much more enchanting and a lot more intense than the best drunk I had ever in 38 years been on and she was Karen a Angel and then there was her Warrior Son Jacob a 12 year old that inspired me to battle my own demons in a modern Colosseum


I remember the last day I was "allowed" to be in your presence Karen it was at December 4, 2013 at 1130am in the Katz Pharma Building I have no idea as to anything I may have spoken - You said "Jacob likes the rock I bought for him a piece of Apache Gold" I miss you so much Karen as I can never forget all you did for me in the short encounters I was "allowed" to have with you between September 4, and December 4, 2013


So I suffered 54 days including the favorite day of the year __ __ C K E N Christmas (no stress or pressure here right? )


Just stay sober (but hell lets stack the deck) and load it with staying off of


1) weed (stopped March 18, 2006) less 5 grams in 2018 when i first got ill

2) nicotine (stopped December 11, 2007) would celebrate 6 years free here in a home less shelter walking through a wall of blue smoke nightly ''no stress or pressure here" only Warrior Venom pulsing through my veins daily

3) Opiates ( stopped November 9, 2010) no relapse until January 3, 2019 when I needed pain management and there was nothing else as all we have as a society are NSAIDS and Opiates '

4) Alcohol (stopped February 15, 2013) this was so damn new I was sh*t scared of cracking under the pressure -- It would be 292 days the day i moved in and I am still sober even after all the homeless shelter 54 days I needed to do for my education of Lucien


Worst day / night at the mission hands down goes to Christmas day / night three damn feet away from the shelter ceiling on bunk O8U thinking (never think in situations like this as it will tear you apart) (I know as all I could see was mom, dad sis and me,a tree presents and a incredible dinner for a zillion (mom loved to cook)


Now it may have been easier with drugs and booze -- I decided to TEST MYSELF hard, and even though I doubt myself at times I think I made a few positive changes


Sobriety is weird as I had to give so much other than the booze itself (friends) (bars) associations with people


would i do it again ?


NOPE -- I am to battle worn after dealing with the wound (triplets) from hell over the last 9 plus months


Do I recommend it to others YUP as a good inner battle can bring a warrior out in you



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