Quixotic affair....



It's a chocolate promotion for a membership drive on behalf of an exploratory into a UNION for felons & social justice. In this case, numbers matter. This happens when each and every time a 'new-you' joins this exploratory  against the existing system and voices their support for "truth, justice & the American way." Simply put: Why is it alright to make an individual live as an outsider? You know! the expendables. Those taken out of the game called Life. On FB, checkout THEBLACKMARKET.ME  or  THEICICLEGARDEN.  I have a blog called, "the icicle garden blogs" on my web site: WWW.theblackmarket.me And I hope that you get some understanding on what it's like to walk in cement shoes, crossing a terrain of quicksand. And this is why I'm offering you these delicious chocolate truffles as my way of asking for access. I'm stained -wearing Hawthorne's "Scarlet Letter" for a crime that never took place, over thirty years ago, during the devastating aftermath called Hurricane Hugo,1989 S.C.  For example, Chocolate with a sizzle will set you free to explore those forgotten influences buried deep inside of your psyche. Now! Feel them melt away as our "truffles" coat the pleasure centers on your palate. YES! As it was once said: "Walk without feet, fly without wings & think without mind." NOW! This is your chance to support Social Justice so that Felons too can someday re-enter Society as consequential contributors to the overall benefit of humanity, as well as his & her neighbors in their community. I'm asking you to join my cause for social justice. Our exploratory committee is centered around the ability for felons to be included when laws are passed that hinder their ability to live a life to its fullest potential. So, in retrospection, I was inside of the experience from those bygone days. But today, I'm looking in from the -outside in. Because in recovery -mental health, you can see that it's the content of those experience, their construct, outcome - meaning, the stage upon which the experiences unfurled. You Know! It's all about the job's requirements; otherwise there wouldn't be any side effects. It's as if I'm attempting to put the pieces of these experiences back into focus without the compassion from were it came. It's rather like putting back the pieces of "Humpty Dumpty" after falling off of the wall. Because there is that old 'torch' of being in the moment, smoldering away that's missing in these moments, the Now, today. This is about the feeling spawned from those moments good, bad or otherwise. Now I'm looking through these shattered remnants, availing the available moments left over from those tertiary events to morph into some kind of understanding. Side bar: the union supports the effort to form a new Innocence project in the state of SC.  EMAIL: theiciclegarden@gmail.com for any questions about your chocolate delivery.     
Quixotic

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