Striking Debris

Striking Debris

Today I had a delivery that would be made in three parts, the first two things I would do is deliver material to two different job sites. Afterwards; I would travel past my brother’s house to pick up some material from one of our suppliers. On the return trip I would notice an object. I was quickly approaching the object lying on the highway. There was no way to avoid from striking the object, at the last second I noticed that the object was chrome plated, it was a fairly small piece of metal laying in the middle of the highway right in the path of my tires. The object looked like a door handle or a crank handle of some sort, it was small but mighty, some truck driver’s call objects like that alligators and I’ll tell you why. When you see something like this it can bite, and I held on tight as I drove straight over the object, and this object punctured the center tread of my steering tire. I heard a loud bang as the object was thrown up to the chassis of my truck not once but twice. Dirt clouds floated around the areas where the truck was struck. I watched in my mirrors to see where the object went, I never saw the object after first noticing that I was about to strike something, I only heard the racket or noise that was made as I passed over the object. I have to wonder about the work and will of GOD when things like this happen, as I pulled over on the side of the highway only several hundred feet from being in front of my brother’s house. I got out of the truck and inspected to see what if any damage there was and indeed the left front steering tire was leaking air. After assessing the damage I decided to pull the truck off of the road in front of my brother’s house. The state had moved the highway further away from the houses and the old road bed is used as a part of his driveway and made a perfect place for me to pull the truck off of the highway where the mechanic could come out and safely change the leaky tire.

What a fortuitist opportunity;

With the truck parked in front of my brother’s house my sister in law was home with their daughter, a niece I haven’t seen in several years. We were able to talk after I walked back to find that piece of debris that landed me in this situation. I explained some of the things that had happened and where I am at now. She was a bit shocked and surprised to know the things that were happening, and after hearing about why I haven’t been around now understands that my brother who is now wise to what my mother had done to me is said to be told to call me. I will wait to see what will happen out of this situation, it would be nice to hear what I need to hear from him. My sister in law she knows what to say, maybe this bad event will make for a good day? I can only hope.

Yesterday

Yesterday

I got a phone call from Texas the man wanted me to make a donation to the State Troopers, I tried to explain to the man that the State police failed me and violated my rights to present a witness for my defense against an false accusation.

He didn’t get it I had to get deliberate and direct in talking to him.

I lost so much to the system, money, social membership and marriage, don’t call me for donations. Until things get turned around and I receive the gifts that society has to offer, in terms of justice and honor for contracts that do not violate our constitutional rights.

One contract is the landlord tenant contract involving security and overpayment of services. These monies should be repaid if a legal contract exists indicating that surety was given for security purposes.

We do not have the right to call telling the truth a crime; we must be free to speak honestly.

We do not have the right to lie about events and facts. The only time you can legally lie is to protect yourself by denying your identity, in a corrupt situation or world. Our world is a corrupt world and we need to do some house cleaning.