Journal of the Occupation of
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In the beginning…
I was always told to be nice. I saw it was good. Cried when I watched Gandhi (for the first and second times… maybe a third). Saw a lot of sadness and confusion in the world. Saw that mysteries were something to be solved and not contented with.
On acid, back in ’97,
I figured ‘it’ out, at least to a basic fundamental level. I had been making a
sport of meditation, ‘owning my sanity’, one may say. Until one day I knew I
needed to not have any other responsibilities so that I might take another,
though naïve of its form, on. Had given a month’s notice at my job and gave
away my motorbike (in return, the fellow gave me a number of hits of acid… it
was this acid of which I speak). Essentially, I had seen that truth was more
important than life because life without truth was Hell. Then in the years to
follow I allowed for truth, the more daunting the more saught. I ended up in
In the months leading up to the end of 2003 the number of ‘deterrent events’ was increasing with condescending and threatening police and grounds-keepers hunting out sleepers, and the application of ‘bum-away’ (undiluted fertilizer- ground up fish) on known sleeping spots. Added with the winter conditions, my fatigue brought with it a consideration that my innocence was not being ‘presumed of’ in my ability to sleep conscientiously. So, I was inspired to take issue.
This was an account of a campaign to determine the right to sleep. It is so much more.
Patience be with us all.
There is a ‘police and courts encounter list’ that acts as a nice summary if the journal’s length is too daunting. It can be found at the Friday, April 3rd, 2009 update.
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Inspiration is the only thing that moves us.
Through the entire scatteredness of everything we still have our own calmnesses that will see us through to our deaths.
The moment I get a tent I will set a time that I will erect it at St. Anne's Academy (probably not more than a day after I have it- to focus myself and to invite others to join- though I've seen that I'll do it alone, regardless). When approached by the police I will let them know that I will consider (truly) anything they have to say, though until they understand that pride is a lie it will be impossible for them to presume innocence of me- so I will be in 'parent talking to a child' mode instead of 'sibling talking to a sibling' mode. I have had dreams where their 'demons' were exorcised though I expect I will be arrested for 'obstruction of justice', for I will not be letting the conversation go past me waiting for them to presume innocence of me. As long as I am in custody I will not eat. This seems to be my role.
They will arrest me and take the tent. They will figure out my particulars and release me. I will go back to St. Anne's, regardless of tent. It will be impossible for me to find contentment in a world content with a lie- so I do this until I die or until 'predestiny' is recognized by all... we shall see.
in honour and Heaven,
David Arthur Johnston
Current events for
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hey hey
about 7-9 tents showed up at 5PM- police came around 8-9PM- they were surprised, told us to go- we didn't- they talked to the 'property manager' and they 'gave us 1 night'- 10AM next morning police came and took everything- no arrests--- many significant conversations took place- 1 cop in particular had suggested at him that, objectively speaking, there is no excuse for resentment because a person can only do what they know--- it was good--- a job quitting catalystic type conversation...
went back that night (last night) and slept under a tree with my friend- no blanket or tent or cardboard- found someone's stashed sleeping bag around 2 or 3AM it was drizzling all night, the temp getting down to 0-1 degrees Celsius. Not freezing, though cold enough to inhibit sleep.
I have intentions of continuing--- I am happy the police took my burden (my blanket pack) it was killing me carrying everyday. I'm feeling quite liberated and confident- Heaven is in sight.
in dance,
David
PS: Apparently, those who complied with the 'order' to go, seem to have gone to the alcove at city hall...
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Monday morning at the library...
Found a blanket in a dumpster- so slept a bit better.
Friends practiced tree climbing for a bit then everyone slept.
The yew trees are good for providing shelter from light rain.
I like not carrying stuff around anymore- though if I come across a good wool blanket I'll make a poncho.
I like
adventure and ease to you all,
David
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Apparently this culture has deemed it 'illegal' to sleep outside--- or more, as far as this town is concerned, it is better to appear pristine than have people sleeping comfortably without fear of imposition.
Once a place of God you've become 'owned' by money/provincial government body. Pride is not recognized to have any authority- so, that being, I now call your lawn my home (though, I've had the dream that the building volunteers itself to be occupied by the weary and fatigued). If you will, you could give your 'security' people a heads-up, so that they may practice their generosity (A.K.A. bring out coffee in the morning, or other 'like' niceties).
You can pretend 'offence' if you like, though you will only be flailing... whether recognized or not, we are our brother's keepers.
in responsibility,
in virtue,
in avoidance of internment camps and NAZI rule,
in the serious consideration of rather being dead than using money (because it supports pride),
David Arthur Johnston
Monday night at
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Not horribly eventful- I had sent a letter to the official St. Ann's email address so I wasn't sure what to expect- though I presume that someone has yet to read it (though I forwarded it to a bunch of people, including Paul Battershill, the 'chief of police'- though (enough with the 'thoughs' already) I presume, again, that even if they (the police) have knowledge they will not do anything until there is a complaint.
Got a new poncho, so I got some sleep--- mildly good dumpster score- case of 1 litre orange juices with some apple-cranberry pie...
We'll see what happens tonight...
in the exact way to initiate a permanent tent-city that evolves into a permaculture eco-village,
David Arthur Johnston
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Apparently, I'm not in jail.
It seems everyone knows we are there, yet nothing is being done to us.
It was a good night--- got some sleep that I had been needing--- there wasn't a lot in the dumpster (few apples, some mustard, tomato basil dip, some bread, case of diet 7-up(yik))...
cool thing- take a larger can (one up from a regular 'Campbell's soup can', pineapple or chick peas size)- keep the lid- poke three small holes on the side near the bottom- poke three small holes on the side near the top- poke a few tiny holes in the end- place a candle inside- have the flame supported about halfway up the can- you can put the lid on top if you could fry- or you can use a smaller can with water/liquid to boil--- just a candle- it's so cool
other than that there was a surprising thing downtown- for about 5-6 blocks on both sides of Douglas someone had taken chalk and had written a whole bunch of happy little sayings- it was very neat- a lot of people went to work today with smiles on--- it seems the banks made a point of washing the ones in front of them- which is funny because it was the washing of them that made a smearing mess, not the writings themselves--- the city considers chalk 'graffiti' so they are probably pretending offence- which is funny- may those hired not hold any resentment to the muses- may they quit their jobs instead, rather than wash away the word 'love'.
anyhoo... we'll see what happens tonight in the continuing
adventures of 'living at
love,
David Arthur Johnston (just another reflection of the 'everything')
PS: There is much confidence to be gained knowing pride has absolutely no authority (there is no private property, though there is respect).
PPS: 'Those who pay taxes share the same morality as the military.'
''Those who content themselves with not knowing what pride is share the same morality as every perpetrator of every brutality, ever.'
good luck
'Heaven-on-Earth' IS only one nervous breakdown away.
The occupation of
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Going to bed at leisure. Getting up at leisure. Appreciating the 'now' greatly, and anticipating a mass acknowledgement of predestiny (which is fearlessness).
There is no trauma we cannot face. Even the one that precedes a remembrance of the reality of Heaven-on-Earth. Food does grow on trees and we can be ultimately inspired.
we go back every night- I see the occupation of the building itself in the near future- as in, we will be invited in or it will become abandoned--- we shall see
David
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It was cold and rainy so we went to bed early and 'forwent' the dumpsters. There is a very good tree near one of the corners of the grounds, very thick foliage, so we huddled under there. We stayed dry (mostly), some of us getting more sleep than others.
I am currently attempting to manifest some rope and tarp, maybe a couple of blankets and/or sleeping bags... we shall see...
Apparently, (as far as the 'virtue trip' is concerned) as long as one contents themself with not knowing what pride is they have no authority- so, again, anyone who would, you are welcome to kill me, if you will (regardless of 'where you're at' you may want to prepare, slightly, for the time you may consider rather being dead than using money anymore... because your want of truth WILL find itself stronger than your contentment with laziness).
in knowing resentment is innately immature because it does not take into account that anyone can only be their experience,
in liberation and rest,
David Arthur Johnston
PS: "The intimidation passed.
Laying in the grass.
Laughing and smiling."
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Drizzlely and cold, though we were in high spirits (appreciating a bit of sleep deprivation). I am fortunate to know very funny people.
Same tree last night. The sleeping bag that was stashed openly in a tree (trusting that with the weather the way it was that no one would bother with it) was still there.
I got up about 6 and noticed some stars were out, it made me very happy... I left for the Sat. morning breakfast... the others, apparently, were woken up by a security guard not long after I left. He told them that he had seen us sleeping for the last couple of hours, but people need to sleep so he left us... we will see where that goes...
So, this continues... it's been 1 week now, whatever that's supposed to mean...
anyhoo,
in unavoidable endurance,
David Arthur Johnston
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Something's gonna break soon.
Last night I had gone to bed early (around 8PM). Around 9PM a security guard came up and fervently asked me to leave-
SG- "Please leave. I must ask you to leave. You cannot stay here. Please leave."
me- "I cannot. I've nowhere else to go. I sleep in peace."
SG- "Please! You cannot stay here. If you stay I will have to call the police."
me- "I've nowhere else to go. Do what you must."
SG- "Please!.. I am going to call the police." (begins to leave)
me- "Do what you must."
... after 10 minutes or so, my friends showed up an I told them what had happened. They made ready to sleep, themselves. 20 minutes later- nothing. 30 minutes later- nothing... The police did not respond- whether or not security called them, I don't know.
At 7AM a new security guard came up, friendly enough, to wake us up. I was up already. I have a feeling that tomorrow morning, if not tonight, there will be some sort of conversation with the police... we shall see...
in knowing that regardless of complacency of being 'common folk' everyone must know what pride is to get to the future,
David Arthur Johnston
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Jason reported well- http://www.victoria.indymedia.org/news/2004/01/20913.php (or http://www.angelfire.com/apes/hatrackman/arrested.htm )
If you read it then I'll tell you that the security guard said 'Please leave. For God's sake, leave.' I replied saying 'I am here for God's sake.' He disagreed.
That was last Sunday night and I was released this morning, Friday, Jan. 30. I did not eat for the duration, though I did drink water.
I entered the courtroom and sat down- the 'crown' told the judge that I didn't seem to know what was going on and that I did not recognize the authority of this court- so they released me- all charges dropped. I am going back... if not tonight (I have an idea of recuperation) it will be tomorrow night or the night after.
we shall see...
in love,
David Arthur Johnston
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I'm intending on going back to
with perfect temperance, anticipating a mass recognition of the lie of pride,
David
PS: Being 'Groundhog Day' tomorrow, may it be near the end of the movie.
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I signed the conditions. I am to be at court on Feb.9 at 9:00AM for a 'bail hearing' (whatever that is). If I am to be in custody I will not eat.
May every moment bring practice.
love,
David
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I have court on Monday (Feb.9) at 9:00AM... which means I get there at 9 and wait however long until they are ready for me.
Given a chance to speak, I will apologize to the judge
(representative of the court) for signing the condition to not return back to
in ultimate seriousness,
David
I was asked 'Why?' do I continue at
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because honour is real and pride is a lie
because contentment with not knowing what pride is is hell
because I must- to not take responsibility for the ignorance I see would be the path of contented laziness... the world cannot be under two masters-
love reigns- pride is not true, at all.
because 'private property' only exists in a state where people have contented themselves with not giving benefit of the doubt (because they fail to see their own perfection).
Can the 'now' be anything other than perfectly the 'now'?
in duty regardless of an apprehensive ego,
and in love,
David
flailing like a weak hippy (Tuesday the 10th)
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Apparently I lack the courage of my conviction (or maybe there is something I'm supposed to do or figure out before I spend a lot of time in jail... I don't know). I signed conditions, again. I've court again (a bail hearing- where I'm expected to say guilty or not guilty- if I say anything at all it will be 'not guilty') on Friday the 13 (ha). There will be a trial sometime after- we will see what happens.
Is it not obvious that the NAZIs are trying to take over the world? Is it not obvious that to prevent that we should be of a mind where we would rather die than content ourselves with a world of total slavery?
So I ask- Is not pride a sin? Do taxes not support pride?
As it stands the police are more concerned with keeping 'order' than being 'just'- this is where their concern should be- that regardless of complacency they would do more good by quitting their jobs and living on the street, being true knights of honour.
... and to Peter Gill- regardless of hypocrisy, pride is a lie- the 'now' can only be the 'now'- anything that comes from you comes from the experiences that made you--- may we all gain the courage to see and move toward our highest potential. I am saying that there is no 'private property' (though there is respect... the first disrespect being a denial of one's own perfection). I am saying that taxes/money must stop. I am saying that what some would call 'Heaven-on-Earth' is at hand.
in the face of infinity may we all remember patience,
David
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The judge dropped the breach charge. I do not see myself
considering going back to
Essentially, there will have to be a ruling on the 'right to sleep' for me to be released, lest I continue to sleep illegally. I will not accept any punishment beyond not eating as long as I am in custody. The only thing I've have apparently lacked on is signing the condition in the first place, though I have, and I intend on honouring it.
in yahoo,
David
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Hello.
This morning I went to court to confirm the trial which happens on March 25 at 10:00AM in courtroom 102. The 'crown' stayed the proceedings on the 'Assault by Trespass' charge and are going to press the 'Obstruction of Justice' charge.
I was really quite flustered at this game. I was looking forward to defending myself from the assault charge- though, with consideration, I will still be pleading 'not-guilty' of obstruction of justice. So, essentially, everything is still the same. There will still have to be a ruling for me to be released. The 'crown' will recognize pride as a lie; will recognize the illegality of being discompassionate; will recognize that compassion does supersede 'private property' and in doing so will set high precedence- every municipality will endorse and establish tent cities within walking distance of their downtown cores; every municipality will recognize the emergent state that has been created because of a dependency on ignorance (the emergent state that will exist when money is no longer used)...... or the 'crown' will pretend great offence and put me in jail, where I will not eat and eventually die (even if I am to be strapped down with tubes in me). Then there will be a revolt; and the people will see the lie of pride and no longer support it- not because someone they greatly loved has suffered, but because there will be a forced consideration of truth- that if you pay taxes, you are a NAZI. Then we remember that there is no trauma we cannot face and do the things necessary to actualize our potential as beings that know love and exist within infinity.
Here's to trusting in our own inspirations, regardless of preconceptions.
in absolutely no control,
David Arthur Johnston
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Hello all. I'm going to be on the radio- coming at you from
the basement of the Victoria Student Union building on CKUV. Thursday at 1:00
PM. I'm probably going to read a thing or two and babble a bit about not using
money and the street situation in
They may have a 'streaming audio' thingy through the internet... I don't know... (actually, I do know- http://cfuv.uvic.ca ).
May I not make too much of an ass of myself.
love,
David
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The 'crown' stayed the proceedings (meaning all charges
dropped and all conditions nulled) on the obstruction charge. I'm going back to
May we all rest well.
David
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Slept peacefully for about 5 hours, though the anticipation of continuing my conversation with the 'crown' keeps me popping out and checking for flashlights.
The interesting part is that all parties know I am there, yet they do not seem to want to press the matter- it's almost like they think that this action may garner attention towards their inadequacy.
They (me, who doesn't know it's me, yet) will justify their laziness by suggesting visions of a tent city turned slum where crime and needles run rampant (I would suggest that this is a vision of current day Victoria), though really, the apprehension of a tent city is because once people see that they don't have to pay rent anymore, they won't.
Personally, when freedom is actualized, I trust that there will be much greenery (food planted everywhere). I trust that the residents will spend much time letting love inspire. There will be parties. Is not freedom a thing to celebrate? Efficiency and practicality will reign, not because people are ordered around and made to 'work', but because of people's passion for happiness... and that is just the beginning. I trust that many, contented with their own laziness, will pretend great offence that people are not under the same yolks they are, and they will be spiteful (though, tent cities get practice and the spite finds that it has no power at all).
So, back again tonight...
beautiful beautifuls, beautifuls
love,
me
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Very tired last night. Crashed under a tree about 11:15PM- feeling confident about the ease of what I'm doing. This whole 'getting arrested' thing could be described as making an appointment with the Queen... at least the only way, as of yet, that I can see light at the end of the tunnel.
About 1:15AM a familiar security dude came and we went
through the process. We say hello. He asks me to go. I tell him no. He calls
the police. The police come and do not show signs of wanting to do any
arresting... lots of swearing on their part and something about 'dragging me by
my fucking beard'. They physically grab me without any arrest and throw me into
the back of their car. The security dude offered to make a statement but the
police said not to bother. They drove me to the police station on
We will see...
love,
me
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Interesting.
Security found us sitting on a bench- asked us to go- we didn't- he called the police- still sitting on bench we watch police walk through a part of the property with flashlights- they did not see us out in the open- police left- security comes back out and finds me in usual spot- I ask if the police are coming- he says he didn't think so- he goes back to call again- police come- very polite (first name introductions) - they were going to arrest me- then suggested I wait for Sunday night so as to not spend a day in jail waiting for court- seemed reasonable- left and got some sleep- going back tonight knowing that the police are expecting me for sure.
I'll be charged with assault by trespass and be given either a trial date (probably a month or two away) or there will be something like a 'bail hearing' scheduled where the trial date is set. I will sign conditions not to go back to St. Ann's- when the trial happens those conditions will become nullified... and, of course, I will be pleading not guilty and suggesting what I see as justice, which will include a ruling on the 'right to sleep', which (in some way or another) will lead to an order to the province and/or city to allow and endorse a permanent tent-city/free-living-space within walking distance from downtown...
I presume that we shall see...
in budo,
David Arthur Johnston
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All very polite and good and open about reason.
About 3:30AM security dude came- then police- I was arrested for contravening the 'Properties Control and Management Bylaw No. 416(2)'.
I will be attending court on April 30th, 2004, at 9:00AM in courtroom 126 with a plea of 'not-guilty'. Hopefully, my adamance will be seen and they (the 'crown') will not play the game of 'staying the proceedings' right beforehand- though it doesn't really matter if they do. Patience is good.
in having no sympathy for the want of money,
David Arthur Johnston
PS: Mr. G, you are very cool. Highest blessings and inspiration to you. Travel well, in this game called life.
PPS: Post Script for
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I'm under the impression that they did not have me sign any conditions because you can't do that with a 'bylaw'. I'm under the impression that all they can do with a bylaw is give a ticket, which I would not pay, anyway. I'm under the impression that I'm going back tonight.
and again and still, we shall see...
me
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ok
Same deal as usual to start- usual security dude- police come- make an arrest for 'Assault by Trespass'- take me to the station- try to get me to sign a condition saying that I would not sleep on ANY private property in Victoria (there is no public property)- I refused to sign because of that- they hold me over night- go to the courthouse in the morning- I let duty council know that I would now sign the conditions (thinking that I would simply make due/go camping (or something) until trial would take place- I nap in cells for 2-3 hours- they come in and tell me the charge was dropped- they release me... can anyone say 'political maneuvering'?
What is going to happen next? In trying to avoid giving me my day in court, what will they do? I conject that they've passed the idea of psychiatric examination a little bit... who knows?
I see myself going back tonight- may the police come to see that it is the 'crown' that is 'dicking' around, but then, who knows?
We shall see...
in work,
David Arthur Johnston
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Arrested for 'Breach of the Peace' about 12:30 AM last night. They put me in a bedless cell and released me about 8:00 AM this morning. No conditions.
We'll see what happens tonight. Feels like a strange game of wills. The art of winning entails embracing the 'mind and heart of the divine', knowing that one has already won. Patience is key.
in endurance,
David
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About 11:00 PM I was arrested for 'breaching the peace' (no ticket, no fingerprinting) again. Then released about 5:30 AM.
The security company manager came to find out what was going on and we had a good communication. It becomes obvious that the 'crown' is afraid of what I represent... they are adamant about not charging me with 'assault by trespass'. Patience remains key as the process unfolds. It seems I'm offering contrast- humility in a world of pride. I wonder if my dreams will come true soon- that police are going to have their demons exorcised.
We'll see what happens tonight- I guess the 'crown' is hoping that they can wear me down- though as this continues they will find that I've no other purpose then to represent freedom.
We shall see...
in infinity,
me
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Peace be with you.
Around 4:00AM security dude showed up- called police- 4 cars and a paddy wagon pull up- they all get out and huddle with security dude- all go back to their vehicles saying 'have a good night' and 'sleep well'- all leave- I go back to bed- about 6:15AM St. Ann's security dude comes up- friendly- we chat- he offers a smoke- I'm up now, so I say good morning and we start our days.
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ok
We'll see where this goes- onward to tonight...
in strange adventure,
David Arthur Johnston
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No interruptions (except for a friend I hadn't seen in 3 years showing up about midnight). Woke about 6:30AM- packed sleeping bag- saw St. Ann's security dudes off in distance- they wished me a good morning...
This is fun, in an adventurous sort of way. I would imagine things will escalate again when more people see that they can get some sleep there- then arrests will start again (though probably not 'Assault by Trespass'- at least not right away). All the while I'm still doing the other job, which is the articulating the idea of freedom through truth- the truth being that the 'now' is perfect and everything in it, as well. When we come to remember our perfection we move away from being motivated by fear. Then the 'tent-cities' bloom and the gardens grow.
in remembrance of freedom,
David
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Amusing.
Both nights are essentially the same- security dude comes- asks me to go- I say no- he says 'alright, have a good night' and leaves.
Soon, they will stop waking me up or they will get around to charging me- either way, the game is mine. There is nothing they can do to me that doesn't reveal their intent.
in freedom,
David Arthur Johnston
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Same as the last couple of nights- security dude comes- says 'gotta go'- I say 'no'- he says 'alright, have a good night'. Tonight I think I will mention something about 'please not waking me up, because if you didn't want me here all you have to do is charge me with 'Assault by Trespass'. It's interesting- it becomes more and more obvious, in this prolonging of 'limbo', that honour and justice are not being served- that those pretending authority, the longer they wait, are not being righteous in their 'political maneuvering'. This continues and people are going to start seeing the absurdity of their jobs.
I would suggest charging me (give me a trial and I will sign a condition not to back to St. Ann's) or let me be- do not wait for me to crack, because it doesn't take a lot of mental stability to sleep- and if you are waiting for me to crack that just shows that you are not performing the duties of your positions with any professionalism.
The warriors begin to awaken. The illusion becomes obvious. Fear is lazy.
love,
David
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Same as usual- 'gotta go'- 'no'- 'alright, have a good night'- I forgave him and asked if he would like to be on the update list- he said no.
Saw raccoons doing it, making sweet love.
have good days
me
... onward to tonight...
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In the name of love, I claim the grounds of
May any who would will, make it their home as well.
in welcome,
David
PS: Only in the deception of others would people disturb me. The unwillingness to let me have my day in court only reveals the worthiness of the 'crown'; displaying it's lack of authority. In their confusion, the security dudes may, for a while, think it
necessary to attempt to fulfill their contracts by 'officially' asking people to leave, though when the people do not respond, 'security' will just leave anyway. The police may arrest for 'breach of peace' all they want, though for someone to sign conditions to not go back they have to have an 'indictable' offence- which means they must arrest for 'Assault by Trespass'. Which means 'my day in court'. The 'crown' does not wish for me to get my day in court- for they see a disturbing possible future- that the province be ordered to wholeheartedly endorse a 'free-space'/tent city, within walking distance of downtown. They also see that if the court does not recognize the 'right to sleep' that it will effectively strip it of any perceived authority in the eyes of any that see this course of events. I've suggested it before- imagine being the judge that says we all must pay to dream.
However bold or 'cheese-ily' it sounds- there will be freedom, live or die, there will be freedom.
David
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Hello.
I've been left alone these last couple of nights. So, regardless, of where this goes or how long it takes, I have a place to sleep while I perform my day job (suggesting that patience is stronger than fear).
Though, have no doubt, more people sleeping there means the road to freedom gets travelled faster. Help would be nice. I'm the only one that needs to get arrested if that is the course, though, as it stands, maybe we can skip that part and just go right into the 'established tent-city' part.
anyhoo...
we shall see...
for love,
me
David Arthur Johnston
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'tent city' = freedom
Same old routine- security guy came Sunday night- I forgave him for waking me- he went away... Saturday and Monday nights were without interruption.
I'm currently looking for a mailbox (maybe more than one) to put at the entrance closest to where I sleep.
in knowing fear is lazy,
me
David Arthur Johnston
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Courage is simple.
Truth is simple- it only appears deep or daunting because of the lies placed on top.
You are. Being is easy. Give no concern to 'trying' or 'doing' because you can't do these things, anyway. Being 'here now' one realizes fearlessness and can more readily move toward their happiness- and I have no doubt that, however individual we would see ourselves, all of our happinesses are rooted in the same thing- love. So, have patience and remember that we stress only because of our preconceptions of how things 'should' be- when, in fact, everything is always unavoidably perfect.
It is a grand consideration, though true- a 'tent-city' is Heaven's stand.
in honour,
David Arthur Johnston
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OK
I'm going to start only doing the updates on a weekly basis, unless, of course, something significant happens.
The security dude confirmed my suspicions (sp?) that the 'crown' has actually been inspired to not have me arrested me for 'Assault by Trespass'. Is this 'illegal' in itself? I don't know.
Anyhoo, the 'now' remains perfect. May there be funky inspiration all around.
I'm still looking for a mailbox.
in security,
me
David
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D.A. Johnston
V8W 1A2
The mailbox is on the NW corner entrance to the grounds (as of tonight- April 15th).
love,
me
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Significant? Whatever.
I guess the plan is to torture me into compliance... and I'm in the market for a new mailbox.
Arrested again last night for 'Breach of the Peace'. Released this morning (about 8:15AM).
We'll see what happens tonight.
love,
me
David Arthur Johnston
A letter to
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Hello.
There will be a tent city, soon, and all corruption will be made accountable.
The root is- as long as one contents themself with not knowing the deception of pride they have no authority (the deception being that pride ignores the fact that you are your experience- A.K.A. that, as a matter of fact, you ARE perfect and there is no excuse for fear or anger).
I would play the game of going to trial if someone would arrest me for 'Assault by Trespass', though there seems to be some apprehension on this course. You (pretended opponents of a tent city) say that what I propose is impossible, though you are the ones acting without any professionalism. If you would be true to the duty of your jobs you would get me a trial, post-haste. The continued stalling only strengthens the obviousness of your unrighteous position. You may want to continue playing the game of harassment (please do, if you will) though you will find it will get you nowhere. I will return and return and return.
I've no other course. Freedom is my master, until I die.
Do not fear the fact that a tent-city spells the end of money. Truth is- Heaven on Earth is real and there is no trauma we cannot face.
in the exodus from pride to humility,
David Arthur Johnston
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There was no interruption last night. I'm under the impression that the next time 'they' act that they will have an idea of what to do. I sent that last letter ( http://www.victoria.indymedia.org/news/2004/04/24760.php ) to the Attorney General of BC, hopefully it will have gotten through.
I will start only doing the updates every 2-3 days, though if 4-5 days pass I would imagine something is up.
have good adventures
me
David Arthur Johnston
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Hello.
Uneventful, really. The security dude comes at night says 'go'- I say 'no'- he says 'well, have a good night' and leaves.
*
Ending
Step #1: Have nothing better to do.
Step #2: Stop paying tribute, at all costs.
Step #3: Have patience.
Step #4: Have more patience.
Step #5: Stand, in the name of love.
Step #6: Understand that tent cities are the gates to Heaven-on-Earth.
Step #7: Understand that our unavoidable nature is to perpetually follow our inspiration and, that being so, to not fear (then trust that when we are moving fearlessly we move more practically towards our true happiness).
Step #8: Consider that the TV age is about to switch over to an age of honour and valiance, where we understand that rage cannot be justified.
Step #9: Meditate on patience.
Step #10: Understand that there is no 'evil' and that you cannot die, so there need not be any apprehension (because we can only ever do the best we can with what we got), nor does resentment have to exist (for anyone, however ignorant or brutal, can only be their experience- so may we shine with humility so as to be a new experience for the proud).
Step #11: Understand that desire cannot be truly appreciated if responsibility is ignored (and that your responsibility is for nothing more than your own happiness- trusting that each individual happiness is rooted in the happiness of the whole).
Step #12: Understand that in patience is all wisdom, for whoever, whatever and whenever.
Step #13: Be very happy.
Step #14: Understand that it is pride that is the lie (pride ignores the fact that you can only be your experience) and move accordingly.
love,
David Arthur Johnston
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ok...
1st- police pepper sprayed a medium small dog for running at them and barking, this morning.
2nd- about 11:30PM I arrived at my sleepspot to find a security dude waiting for me- his instructions were to not let me sleep- we just finished chatting this morning at 7:00AM--- his boss showed up a couple times through the night to check up- on one of those times I reminded of the simplicity and expediency of arresting me for 'Assault by Trespass'- he said 'orders came from high up' not to arrest me, but to torture me into submission. The dude that I talked to all night recognized the f**ked up situation, though he was of a mind to do his job perfectly- we had some pretty funky dialogue, actually, and, of course, I forgave him.
we'll see what happens tonight... I wonder if it will get to a point where I am so sleep deprived that I will nod off at every opportunity, only to have a flashlight shoved in my face and a loud voice saying 'sorry dave, I can't let you sleep'- we shall see, we shall see...
love,
me
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Got woken up about midnight- a new security dude with the instruction to not let me sleep. We chatted for a while (about an hour) and maybe he saw the latent corruption of his order. He's just trying to do his job but he is seeing that his bosses are not playing nice. In an effort to find some righteousness the dude let me sleep for a couple hours before he woke me again, then I went right back to sleep- and was woken by the St. Ann's security dude about 6AM (he talks fast- and is also seeing the laziness of his bosses)- he said he needed to hear me say 'I'm going'- I said 'I'm going to the bathroom'- he went- I peed then went back to sleep for another hour and a half.
on the road to freedom,
David Arthur Johnston
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Saturday night- in bed by 1-ish- dude comes- wakes me for a moment and leaves- building security wakes me at 6, tells me just to say 'I'm going'- I say I don't know what I'm going to be doing in 5 seconds- he says he will report that I said that I'm going- I go back to bed and wake at about 9:00 AM.
Sunday night- in bed by 11PM- the dude from the first 'let's keep David up all night in an effort to subdue him through torture instead of simply arresting him' night gets there not long after- I move all my bedding to the entrance to the building of St. Ann's where the building security dude has his office- I sit- the St. Ann's security dude calls the police- they come and take my blankets and flutes and leave me sitting cold (no tickets, no badge numbers)- I lay back down again (sans warmth) only to have the first security dude shine a bright light in my eyes for a while--- lots of talk and confusion from the building security guy (he sympathizes, somewhat, with my plight, or more, he sees that his bosses are crazy)- it becomes obvious to most parties that the ones in the wrong are those giving instruction to security- for they continue to refuse to arrest me in the hopes that they can harass me into leaving before their inadequacy can be revealed- though, they are really flailing harshly- they were, without a doubt, revealed when they started specifically hiring guys to sit with me all night to annoy me and not let me sleep, instead of following the path of prudence and professionalism by doing the duty of their jobs- which is to arrest me.--- the 'keep me awake' security dude reminded me that he was being nice this morning by allowing me to have a couple of hours sleep- I was up and cold by 5:30 AM.
We will see what happens tonight...
in love,
David
PS: Dear security dudes,
I would have this process be as quick and efficient as possible, though I'm inspired to remind you that love determines justice, not money/'government'... and that there are more important things than 'putting food on the table'.
in honour (which is the 'water of life'),
David Arthur Johnston
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I'm tired, yet sure. One security dude (running on a long built up 'belief in a lie' thought loop A.K.A. playing a game of pretending psychotic behaviour) suggested that I expedite the process by attacking him, physically. When all your training is based around fear and anger motivation, what do you do when you come in conflict with one who does not fear or rage? You consider more...
in wanting truth most and in the comfort of patience,
David
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I woke this morning feeling dejected. Last night I was laying on the outside stage floor (really pretty- in the back yard behind the chapel- good bird and sunrise action in the morning) when dude comes to 'do his job'. I was very tired- I had a smoke- and I went to sleep illegally somewhere else where I could actually sleep. It occurred to me, though, that since the game has gotten to the point of them breaking their own rules that I must adjust- that being, it becomes a game of how long can I justify these security guard's jobs?
I had a vision of St. Ann's being my ball and chain- I can do this indefinitely (go a few days until I am to collapse with fatigue- take a day off to sleep- then go back- repeat)- though, in the meantime, if I cross paths with a lawyer I may be curious to find out about the process of charging the PCC, the 'crown' and the security companies with charter infringement- instead of allowing me 'due process' they have resorted to torture... and also, in the meantime, I continue my day job- which is to sit down at the lower Causeway with a sign that says 'you only follow inspiration (you don't make choices) / Patience.'
I was also thinking of taking a few hours with a sign that says 'Journal of the Occupation of St. Ann's Academy- http://www.angelfire.com/apes/hatrackman/welcome.htm ' and welcoming all the building occupants at the door... that may be a bit cheesy, though... we will see where my inspiration will lead...
in the unavoidable pull into the future,
David Arthur Johnston
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The libraries in
Business as usual at
I've been figuring that if this goes on for a while (maybe like 4 weeks, or something) people may start wondering why their 'tax dollars' are being spent to ignore the duty of giving me 'due process' (it's been about 7 or 8 days at 8 hours a day- what do security guards get paid, anyway?)- though, I'm all over sapping all the time I can out of all of the institutions that pretend to hinder me. I would 'waste' all of the taxpayers 'hard earned money', if I could; I would garner the attention of all security guards and police, so that they could not do anything else- may they have considerations of patience before they continue to rape me.
in a moment of highest seriousness,
David Arthur Johnston
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Monday night- got a bit of sleep (about 4 hours).
Tuesday night- I'm in the gazebo/pavilion behind the chapel- 11PM the dude comes- 7AM dude leaves- it was 8 hours of me half asleep under my blanket with security dude with the radio loud, foot stomping, clapping hands, flashlight on my head- repeating over and over 'don't be falling asleep on me, mister Johnston' and 'if you would just attack one of us the process would be expedited, mister Johnston'... there was a lot of attempts at anger motivation through insults and put-downs- I kept quiet mostly, except for an 'I forgive you' halfway through the night and a 'have a good morning David (the security dude's name)' when he was leaving... needless to say, I'm tired...
It's been since Thursday, April 22 that I've had my own security dudes (about 12 or 13 days, so far)- How much do security dudes get paid anyway? For estimation's sake I'll say $10--- 8 hour shifts--- 13 days= $1040 so far of tax payer's money...
we'll see what happens tonight...
in love,
David Arthur Johnston
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Thursday- Got to my bed (the gazebo behind the chapel) about 1:00 AM- the nice security dude found me about 1:30 AM- we chatted for a bit, then I fell asleep, being woken up a couple of times. The building security guy found us at about 6:00AM and, in a fluster, berated me, telling me to go- threatening to call the police- so, of course, I just stayed (sort of knowing that he had no intention, though wishing he did)- my security dude finished his shift at 7 and the building dude came back out about 15 minutes later- started with the berating, though, it seemed he began to empathize a bit with my position (there was a moment of clarity where it became obvious that it was his bosses playing a game of corruption)... Also, to note, my security dude let me know that he found someone else in a sleeping bag over where I first started sleeping (by the NW corner)- apparently it was a friend of mine- he left when told to go--- though this keeps up and there should be a few people helping out, in no time.
It was also pleasant having tea and a blanket waiting for me when I got there- apparently, there are those who desire gentleness in the world- though, they, like many, are caught up in the craziness of trying to maintain their lives within a world that tries to content itself with a lie--- we can only do what we can, and it is a beautiful adventure where we each get to be the hero of our own movie- may we accept all consequence gracefully- may we move so we do not have to accept the things we do not desire (though, even if things happen that we do not want to happen, may we accept those as a part of the glorious dance and learn from them).
I'm going to try to revamp the Journal today... we'll see...
we shall see...
in acceptance and fearlessness,
David
PS: Dear security dudes,
I hope you can get over the apprehension of my existence there and not worry about taking anything personally- if you are going to do your duty, then do it, otherwise do not play games of anger and fear motivation because they are not going to work- you only fluster yourselves. May this chapter soon come to a close- then on to the next chapter- 'The Great Revolt and the Occupation of the Building, Itself.'
in the reality of the generally perceived notion of 'Heaven-on-Earth',
in the reality of freedom,
me
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RE: on attaining freedom
Hello. My name is David Arthur Johnston and I have been occupying the grounds of a provincially 'owned' property for a few months now. It started as an attempt to get arrested for 'Assault by Trespass' so I could challenge it in court (so I could get a ruling on the 'right to sleep' or have a judge officially say that everyone must 'pay to dream' (and send me to prison, where I would not eat). The fun part is- the crown knows of my intent and does not want me to get in front of a judge- they've told the police and the PCC (Provincial Capital Commission), and the security guards of St. Ann's Academy that they will not prosecute me- so, in lieu of that- they've hired a security guard to, nightly for an 8 hour shift (from 11PM-7AM), not let me sleep. Essentially, instead of acknowledging my right to 'due process', they've resorted to torture.
I know I am the one going there, yet they are the one's not arresting me- instead they stand above me for 8 hours and stomp their feet, clap their hands, play a radio very loud inches away from my head, shine a flashlight on my head and suggest things like 'If you would just hit one of us, mister Johnston, you would expedite the process.'
I've been keeping a journal at- http://www.angelfire.com/apes/hatrackman/welcome.htm
... at a quick glance, I would suggest reading the last week, or so as well as the initial entry.
Just though I would let you know what's going on, over here on the island.
in justice,
David Arthur Johnston
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Alrighty...
Friday night- I took it off to get some sleep.
Saturday night- Got to the gazebo about 10:00 PM- was woken up at about 12:00 AM by the building security guard- he was wondering where the 'keep David awake' dude was- I hadn't seen him yet and said so- he went back inside, wishing me a good night- I fell back asleep and did not wake until just before 7 AM with no interruptions- dude didn't show.
Sunday night- Got to bed about 11:00 PM- had to pee at about (guessing) about 2 AM- peed- went back to bed- less than 15 minutes later- 'stomp-stomp-stomp'- a couple of security dudes pretending to be an intimidating force (trying to grab my focus/spirit in an attempt to manipulate me... I confess- I swore, only once, though)- they called the police (apparently they were quite offended that I had a futon)- I heard the squawk of the radio and realized police were here- I put on my sandals and pick up my drum- they told me to put down the drum, as they were about to cuff me (I hope the drum finds itself in good hands)- police arrested me for a 'breach of condition'- fingerprinted- locked in cell until about 8:30 AM- taken to court- talked to duty council- I told him that I was arrested for 'breaching a condition' for a charge that had been dropped- he said that didn't make any sense- another half an hour and I was released- charge cleared up and dropped.
yup...
also, apparently, I've heard a rumor that the 'crown' is going to attempt to find people that know me to sign an affidavit so they can commit me to the Eric Martin Pavilion (the local 'crazy-house') to have a 'psychological examination'... that would be interesting, I'm sure... custody is custody.
ok
love you all,
David
How Do I Stop Using Money?
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I just rather be dead than use money- I don't worry about owning anything, which is funny because once you are of that mind you find that whatever you need is in front of you when you need it. I survive by the 'grace of God'- good karma, dumpsters and wild food (many 'weeds' are food). I survive by understanding that control is an illusion (understanding fearlessness) and knowing that anything can only 'be', not 'do' or 'try'. When we are not afraid we move most efficiently towards love (which is our true self). So, the problem is- how does a whole population get to the point of trusting in sharing?- begin sharing and have infinite patience. We each find our inspirations move toward love with whatever skills or opportunities we have.
So, understand that if someone makes you angry that they 'control' you. Be patient in the face of all torment... and have patience with yourself because it is practice thing- and we are coming from a world that is crazy- so we, ourselves, have been infected a bit... so practice practice practice--- patience patience patience--- and you find your thoughts being efficient towards your own happiness- we define what makes us sad and we deal with it------ what is happening in the world right now is like God cramming for a final exam- it gets very hectic, though we pull through- it is a thought that saves us... how fast can a thought travel?--- patience (the root of wisdom).
love,
me
David Arthur Johnston
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Good morning.
Monday night- there were no interruptions until about 6:00 AM when the building security guy came out- I guess he has been instructed to sit with me until I leave in the morning. I slept for about another hour.
Tuesday night- I was joined by a friend, though he had no cardboard and was not very comfortable so he left in the middle of the night to get some sleep. Not long after he left my security dude showed up with the police- they arrested me- took me to cells- released me at about 4:00 AM (though, they said it was 7:30 when they woke me--- has it occurred to many that the perception that a lot of people have of the police is that they are liars and thieves?--- that might be indicative of something...)- I went back to St. Ann's- got a couple more hours sleep- 6:00 AM building security shows up- I sleep until about 7- he says something about moving along so he can continue his job- I told him I had no sympathy for him because his current job description has him violating me (also he mentioned that the 'old women' that work in the building were apprehensive about my being there- I told him that that was their problem... may how to presume innocence become obvious to the staff of St. Ann's)--- a friend (not the one that started sleeping there) came along a path close to the pavilion and I got up and came into town with him.
yup... so, I'm tired... and I need to brush my teeth... and they keep taking my blankets, so, apparently I hope to come across one before I sleep next... I also find that I'm missing my flutes quite a bit- It's weird when something concretes itself into one's routine...
we shall see...
in the blessing of non-attachment,
David Arthur Johnston
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Hello.
Wednesday night- Meditated most of the night away in
Thursday night- tried to sleep, elsewhere.
Friday night- Got to St. Ann's about 10 PM. Found that my security guy is now to call the police instantly to have me removed and arrested for something that is just going to have me released in the morning. So, a regression in their strategy. I got a bit of sleep in jail and was released this morning at about 7:30AM.
We'll see what happens tonight...
in the want of genuineness,
David
PS: Dear Robert Griffith (security manager dude),
the following is a diatribe on why I do what I do- I suggested to you last night that it is important to know that pride is a sin- The truth is horrible and extremely intimidating, though if we are to be honourable we cannot be afraid of it (so patience is good). Pride is a sin because it ignores the fact that each of us can only be our experience- that what we would see as a 'choice' is only our experience reacting to the moment--- we don't make choices and all of existence is a predetermined play written forever ago. I would suggest that the next time you come to a moment where you think you are making a choice that you analyze the process- truth becomes obvious with a want of it.
the diatribe-
I do not use money at all, besides walking on sidewalks that have had money used as part of it's construction. I do use the Open Door and Streetlink showers on occasion- do I have an excuse to, if I am so against money... I don't know- I recognize this whole thing as a process- To be as gentle as possible while people come to their own inspirations about what to do with the insanity of the world--- the first suggestion being a consideration on why, exactly, pride is a sin, because once that is realized the reasons or what I do become obvious--- I don't believe in 'evil', though, there is laziness- people will dedicate their entire lives to justifying the lies they want to believe, instead of taking the responsibility to want truth most (want truth more than life). I suggest that we do not need roads or schools or hospitals so much that we would justify a military. I suggest that food grows on trees and that necessity supersedes luxury---determining the 'right to sleep' is the precursor to the remembrance of freedom- essentially, all parks become forfeit and the term 'illegal sleeping' becomes only a reminder of the world's game of insanity.
We do not get our cake and eat it too. We do not get to concern ourselves with ski vacations and Playstation 2s while ignoring the fact that we are growing food to make money and not to eat.
We are about to cease with the mentality that would have us feed our grandchildren to our children, at all costs--- remembering what we are we find the fearlessness needed to cure ourselves- the real old-time exodus that will see us eating lots of camas and hawthorn berries, that will see us planting food everywhere, that will see us to a time where we do not concern ourselves with fear or anger because we know we are more efficient to our happiness when we are of a mind where we are calm unto death (patient). We are about to remember that there is no such thing as 'private property' (though there is respect).
I ramble... I don't use money because I know what it does- I know that the perceived good it does is outweighed by the bad it ignores. I know that trusting in patience sees us through all trauma. I know I'm tired of being woken up when I'm sleeping peacefully under a tree- so I dance, and sleep in the name of justice. They will eventually arrest me and I will get a ruling on the right to sleep, or there will be a revolt where people will fearlessly no longer recognize the authority of the 'crown' or any of it's agents.
It is a grand consideration- though one everyone will have in the near future- the end of buying and selling and the beginning of a world of patience and sharing.
Patience is the root of all wisdom.
love,
me
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Saturday (May 15th) night- got to the gazebo early (about 9:30 PM)- napped- building security came out to say hello- my dudes showed up at about 12:30 AM- called the police- police came- arrested me for 'Assault by Trespass' (though, at this point, I pretty much know that when we get to the police station that that will change to 'Breach of Peace', so that they can release me in the morning) they process me- put me in a cell without a mattress or blanket- I sleep a couple of hours out of the 10 I was there, and they release me at 10:30 AM.
Sunday night- I have never been this tired before. In the long term, my routine has been dealt quite a blow. I slept elsewhere- probably got about 9 hours (yay!).
we'll see what happens tonight...
love,
me
David Arthur Johnston
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Hello and blessings.
I got to bed at around 10:00 PM- I'm guessing at around midnight my security dude came and told me the police were on their way- always wanting to expedite the process I put my blanket in my pack and sat to wait for them- 1/2 an hour went by- I went to find a cigarette- came back not long after- went back to sleep- around 5:00 AM police came- said I was under arrest- put me in the back of their paddy wagon- dropped me off outside of city limits (past the Jubilee Hospital by the Safeway- is that Oak Bay?)- took me about 40 minutes to walk back into town- stopped along the way to find some food in a dumpster- and a fellow working came out and gave me a very hot fresh out of the oven blueberry/cranberry muffin- it was good.
I think I'll go and visit the office of the ombudsman today, to see how much on the side of justice they are--- I'm curious to see if the people who've been assaulting me are going to 'deny deny deny'...
we shall see...
love,
David
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Alrighty then...
Tuesday night- no interruptions until about 5:00 AM when police came- put me in cells (with a mattress, oh my)- released me at about 8:30AM. I asked the staff if 'due process' was a right- they said yes... hmmm.
Wednesday night- No interruptions until about 5:00 AM (again)- police come- 'arrest' me (no rights reading or anything)- cuffs on- drive out to the Town and Country Mall (about a 40 minute walk away) which is outside of city limits and drop me off- they suggested that next time they will take me out to the Malahat (a highway far out of town- maybe about 20KM away)- I suggest that they are welcome to kill me if they want- they say they don't want to).
Thursday morning- get on the computer at the library to find that my website has been tampered with. My main file now only scrolls down to about half of what it should, and then stops, and the same for this journal's site (which I'm attempting to remedy)--- interesting though that where I edit my stuff it doesn't allow me to save on the files that have been tampered with...? I'll see what I can do...
We'll see what happens tonight...
in drama,
David Arthur Johnston
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Hello, all.
Apparently, I'm going to be on the radio again (CFUV 101.9
FM Victoria, BC, Canada- or streaming live from http://cfuv.uvic.ca/
) on Thursday the 27th from 1:00 PM to 1:30 PM. I'm imagining that I'll read
'Moving Harmoniously' (maybe) and talk about the
... unless, of course, I'm walking back from
Have good days.
me
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Hello from fatigueland.
Alrighty...
Thursday night- slept elsewhere- not illegally (got some computer work done because it seems I can do anything but update my journal, or my main site, on the computer lab computers in the back of the library).
Friday night- got to the gazebo about 10:30 PM- no interruptions- woke at 6:00 AM.
Saturday night- got to the gazebo about 10:30 PM- no interruptions- woke at 6:00 AM.
Sunday night- slept elsewhere, illegally.
Monday night- got to the gazebo about 10:00 PM- police came at around 3:00 AM- 'arrested me' (no rights readings or anything)- drove to the police station- they left me in the back of the car while they went to confer with someone inside- they came back out and we drove out to Foul Bay Road (the Safeway past the Jubilee Hospital) where I was released. Walked back into town, back to the gazebo- slept for another hour and got up just before 6:00 AM.
Tuesday morning- Talked to a lady at the Ombudsman's office- she said that there wasn't a lot they could do about the criminality of the situation, though she is going to do what she can- which is investigate the PCC (Provincial Capital Commission) to get their side of the story--- she also gave me the address for 'the Law Centre' so I can see if they've any advice for this situation...
yup...
in progression,
David Arthur Johnston
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I left thinking I would arrive, at least, half an hour early. I showed up at exactly 1:00- no print outs- no preparation- just jumping right on the mike. A very considerate person brought a couple copies of what I wanted half-way through the show. I read an update from the journal (the first night of the 'let's keep David awake' dudes) and the article called 'Ending Babylon 101'- so, hopefully, if people could last through my bumbling intro maybe some actually listened.
Janine was very cool about my 'on the spot-ness' and things flowed as naturally as they could. The half hour went by very fast. I hope I said 'patience' enough.
I presume I'll go back tonight. Tomorrow I'll check to see if there's been any progression with the ombudsman.
There is something to the idea that if you cannot hate you cannot be hated.
in the suggestion of trust and the want of humility, have beautiful days,
me,
David Arthur Johnston
PS: I didn't get a recording- so, per chance, if someone out there did- maybe I could get a hold of it to put it up on my website. Thank you.
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Straight into it, shall we? Yes, yes, quite.
Tuesday night- woke up at 6:00-ish- was packing up when roving security dude came by (he suggested that I must hate him by now- I told him that I did not hate). We said 'good morning' and went on our ways.
Wednesday night- slept elsewhere (I do not like 'sleeping elsewhere' and I feel guilt when I miss too many days- this process seems to have a way of taking care of itself- it seems I will be inspired to return 'in perpetuum' because my general happiness is dependant upon it).
Thursday night- in the gazebo by 9:30 PM- Building security dude came through, at a distance- I said hello- I was ignored- woke up at 6 with no interruptions.
Friday morning- I returned to the ombudsman's office to see if there was any progression- a letter was left for me at the front- it said something to the effect of 'the PCC is allowed take action in the maintaining of it's property'- I left a note asking 'In lieu of the 'crown' finding what I do illegal, is it within the authority of the PCC (Provincial Capital Commission) to enact their own idea of 'justice' through a campaign of fear and anger motivation and inducement of 'sleep-deprivation'?
The pretty thing about humility is that part of it's nature is to reveal what is not humble.
cheers and love,
me
David Arthur Johnston
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Thursday night- in the gazebo by 10:00 PM- up by 6:00 AM- no interruptions.
Friday night- bed by 10:00 PM- up at 5:30 AM- no interruptions.
onward, ho!
me,
David
PS: a thing...
Love 101
1. Humility is good.
2. Pride is a lie.
3. Patience is the root of wisdom.
have good days
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simple
Saturday night- peaceful sleep- dude comes at about 5 AM- calls the police- police say they are not going to respond- dude leaves- I get another 1/2 hour sleep- then get up and go.
Sunday night- bed by 10:30 PM- get up at 6 AM- put bed away- comb hair- move to leave- security dude shows up- we say 'good morning' and continue our days.
love,
David
PS: ABSOLUTELY KEEP THE SEEDS FROM ALL OF THE FRUIT AND VEGGIES THAT YOU EAT- and let your inspiration plant them.
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Monday night- in bed by 10:30 PM- roving security comes (guessing) about 2:30 PM- wakes me out of a 'dead' sleep- feels bad- says (paraphrasing)"sorry Dave, really sorry, go back to sleep, have a good night"- wake at 6:00 AM.
Tuesday night- in bed by 10:30 PM- woken up and fall back asleep not long after midnight--- strange dreams- being attacked by vampire after vampire (sort of like 'Blade')--- apparently, those who exert their ignorance will be flailing harsher and harsher (it seems)...
trusting in the now, there is no unachieved preconception that can make me crazy--- this is why 'Good always wins'.
have good days,
me
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Wednesday night- bed by 10:30 PM- no interruptions- up with the sun.
Thursday night- bed by 1:00 AM- no interruptions- up at 6:30 AM.
yup,
k-later,
me
David
PS: Do you trust yourself to think any thought?
... there has never been a decision made
please stop thinking there has been (I am a reflection of you)
all people are responsible for a single persons lie- a single persons lie makes the 'whole' not fun.
My franticness stems from imagining the worst.
Love is static, regardless of desire, laziness or boredom.
in patience, knowing nothing matters,
me
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Friday night- bed by 10:00- up at sun up
Saturday night- bed by 10:30- up at sun up
Sunday night- bed by 10:30- up at sun up
love,
me
PS: the 1,000,000,000 names of God
Voting is a lazy distraction. If ye be servants of truth consider that the concept known as 'pride' is inherently deceptive/delusional because it doesn't take into account the fact that everything that exists in the 'now' came to be because of every moment that came before, in infinity (A.K.A. we are our experience and what we think of as 'choice' is only our experience reacting to the 'now'). Essentially, the 'now' is perfect and to be afraid is absurd- which means that we have no excuse not to enact our ability to end an obvious and contented corruption; no excuse to not stop using money, because it fuels a lie.
Have patience because it means everything.
Keep all the seeds from all the fruits and veggies that you eat so you can plant them.
Stop mowing lawns.
Understand that love owns true fun and that to see what you are you must be humble.
where existentialism and reality meet,
David Arthur Johnston
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Monday night- bed by 10:30PM- 6:00 AM laying in bed having to pee, the building security comes out and, abruptly, tells me to wake up and get going- I forgive and say good morning- she tells me if I leave anything (blanket and cardboard) that it will be taken during the day)- I get up and the roving security dude shows up (hey Robert)- has gotten noticeably more friendly (I guess over time that is to be expected). I chat and we leave to carry on our days.
Tuesday night- blanket and cardboard are gone from their out-of-the-way stash- I get another blanket and a padded lawn chair covering- wake at 6:30 AM- same time the building security comes, tells me to go- tells me that if I want my blanket back that I should talk to someone named Chris (female, I think)- I figure this is a way for this Chris to meet me, so maybe I'll go today and see... we shall see...
Hopefully the moving company has started bringing my household items that I've called for, today. Hopefully, whoever has been taking my stuff will come to understand that if you know the stuff is going to be used/retrieved from where it was left, and is taken from that spot, that it is thievery.
anyhoo...
onward to tonight...
love,
me
David Arthur Johnston
PS: this continues as it is and I could probably use a new blanket every night (if any would have any extra hanging around...)
PPS: Dear police- if you would like to do something about the mass growing perception that you are all thieves and liars, you could bring my flutes back to me- it would be a good first step (another first good step would be a dedication to truth and a consideration that pride is ignorance)... good luck. Love.
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Wednesday night- chair and table and rug were made off with- bed by 10:30 PM- friend came and slept there-we woke and were gone around 6 AM.
Thursday night- bed by 10:30 PM- friend brought a really nice table (about 4 ft square- heavy). woke at about 6:30 AM- was a bit chilly- didn't get a lot of sleep with the thin blanket I have now.
Friday night- the guard gave me Cris Anderson's phone number (she's the one that asked to see me- something about getting some blankets back--- apparently, she's the PCC head manager chick for St. Ann's--- who knows, maybe there will be some resolution; being as the crown and the PCC have absolutely no credibility... maybe I'll get the keys to the chapel... maybe, in a fit of righteousness, the PCC will relinquish some of the land it holds in the name of freedom... hopefully, they won't pretend to think I'm in the wrong; though given benefit of the doubt, I trust they've the capability to consider predestiny and the sin of pride).
... also, reports tell that at 10:00 AM today somebody is expending a bit of energy to remove the additions to the gazebo--- maybe soon somebody will realize that I've every piece of furniture that is thrown away, at my disposal...
love,
have good days,
me
David
PS: Come June 28th, don't forget to not vote (you've better things to do- like not supporting ignorance and rape... taxes retard and kill... love and blessings, good luck and good inspiration).
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Hello. I was wondering if anyone who receives these updates could possibly send a confirmation reply so I can get an idea of how many are getting them. It would be appreciated. Thank you.
Saturday night- It was rainy so I forwent the 'golden dumpster' and just went to the gazebo around 9:00 PM- I had one friend with me and another couple showed up not long after (they were all just visiting, mind you)- the building security dude comes out and freaks, a bit- somewhat rude (though understandable- all signs point to him having to quit his job if he wants to maintain any sort of integrity), not listening to a word and just threatening my friends with the police- they were planning on leaving when he got there, anyway- guard leaves- friends leave- guard comes back and I reprimand him for his lack of patience- the end of that conversation held something like 'it is sad that we do very stupid things just so we can live a little bit longer'- I got up about 7:00 AM.
Sunday night- bed by 9:30 PM- had a nice surprise visit with a new friend who, like me, finds the gazebo a chill place to hang- he left before security came- morning security woke me at 6:00 AM- I forgave him and wished him a good morning and went back to sleep, until 8:00 AM- a guy came out to sweep the gazebo- I wished him good morning- another friend was walking by and waited for me to put my bed away and then we left to face the day.
I've intention to meet with the head manager sister that works for the PCC (she manages the whole St. Ann's 'property') today, at least, see if I can set a meeting- apparently she has some blankets of mine that had gone missing... it might be interesting.
... also, my new mailbox is set up, coming from the south end (from Academy Close)...
alright,
existing within 100% predestiny,
me,
David
PS: If you vote or pay taxes you have no right to complain (AKA if you want to honour anyone you have to know that honour is rooted in truth- truth is 'all pride is a lie')... have good days.
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Monday night- I had met with the manager of the property of St. Ann's earlier- got a couple of my blankets back- I suggested to her that if they wanted to be rid of me that they would have to sue the 'crown' for it's lack of initiative (we'll see where that goes)- I was in bed by 10:00 PM and there were no interruptions until 6:00 AM when the building security came and woke me- I say good morning and go back to sleep for another hour and a half- I politely stash my blankets out of the way and out of view only to find that they were missing again that evening-
Tuesday night- sans good blankets (someone generous gave me a small fleece blanket that helped me get a couple hours sleep, anyway)- I got to bed about 11:00 PM- was waking every hour or so to shake off the cold- was laying in bed around 6:00 AM when building security came out and asked me to go- he told me about a wedding that was about to happen today at 11:00 AM--- To expedite this process I feel there will be a day soon where I will just start spending full days in the gazebo- I have little sympathy for those who would continue to ignore my suffering so they would have less work- I am the one being wronged- I am the one seeking justice--- I left my comics there and continued my day at around 7:00 AM.
When the people begin to realize their fearlessness do you think that they will continue to pander to a money grubbing corrupt government? I find it interesting that the mentality that thinks it can own and rent out a chapel is, exactly, the same mentality that brutally murdered Jesus. How do your grandchildren taste?
in fire,
David
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If you intend to vote or continue paying taxes (every cent spent is taxed)- I forgive you for raping my mother. May your happy catalyst thoughts be inspired now.
How do revolutions start?- truth becomes obvious (as do lies)- fearlessness is remembered
I trust that all happiness leads to truth- so I support each to move towards it's happiness.
move well and have kick ass inspiration,
David
PS: I seem to be playing a game of 'finding a new blanket everyday'- just so you know... if you want to support freedom and have spare blankets, or any inclination to have interesting conversations with police and security guards... there seems to be opportunity--- apparently, freedom is at hand- I only wait for your consideration.
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Let's see here... last one was friday, and it in itself was more a recording of my psychosis, at the time...
Friday night- got to bed by 11:30ish PM- no blanket except for my small shawl to cover my feet- woke at 5:30ish AM to friends stopping for a morning visit- left at a bit after 6.
Saturday night- bed by midnight (no blanket again)- up at around 5:30 AM (again) to another friend stopping and visiting- went back to sleep and woke at probably around 7ish... I'm very tired by this point- not sleeping well (a bit cold)- It is interesting to note that however fatigued or frantic my ego becomes it is my desire for freedom that moves me- my routine consists of sitting down at the Causeway (the job of suggesting that there is no such thing as 'free-will') during the day and sleeping at St. Ann's during the night- it's easy, really- I'm on some sort of automatic pilot.
Sunday night- bed by 10:00 PM- found a blanket and looking forward to some good rest- building security comes out at around 6:00 AM- berates me- I forgive- I fall back asleep and he sits there- up around 8:00 AM- this security dude is playing a game of frustration- I tell him he has no excuse to get angry and to just do his job- he yanks my beard and throws water in my face- he lifts his hand in a want of striking me- I forgive- somebody else that works there comes to see if there is a problem- I let him know that I've been doing this for 6 months now and that there is instruction to not call the police- the security guard tells him to go inside and call the police- I pack up and put my stuff away (in the constant want of expedience and politeness)- I sit and play flute- security leaves saying the police must be on their way- I wait (15 minutes)- no sign- I leave around 8:20ish (I maybe could have waited longer, though, in my experience, the threats of the security guards can be quite empty).
in eternity,
me,
David
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Monday night- bed by 11:00-ish- up at 6:00-ish- no interruptions (they took blanket).
Tuesday night- ditto (they took blanket)
Wednesday night- found my blanket from 2 days ago in the dumpster- slept well- up at 5:30-ish.
I waiver in and out of the sense of high seriousness- I recognize the responsibility to 'chill', though I never forget that there is great suffering right now. Have good inspirations, everyone.
love,
me
PS: a reiteration- if you know the blankets (that have been stashed neatly away) are mine (and you know I've intent of using them again) it is stealing if you take them (I forgive, of course- we all can only do what we know... may we come to see that our sanity is ruled by love). Highest efficiency is fostered when there is a perpetual want of justice.
love
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Since Thursday night it's been 'business as usual'. Had a
6:00 AM visit by the manager of the 'roving' security guys- apparently he's
retiring (to some degree) from his job and moving to
David
PS: I beg please, for your own sakes, do not vote today. Freedom cannot be voted in- it really is time for the revolution- stop paying taxes and start collecting, germinating and planting the seeds of all the good fruit that you eat.
PPS: Take comfort because in peace and in suffering, in life and in death, whatever will be will be.
in fear's fatal subsiding,
me
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Since Monday night... let's see... They have been leaving my blanket alone, which is nice, I've been getting some sleep- the routine seems to've evolved to: maybe or maybe not having a security dude walk by at around 11 or 11:30 PM, then the morning security dude coming out at 6 and sitting with me until I go (I just fall back asleep for a little most times).
So... when people start going really crazy because of the contented injustice of the world, they have a place to go, until then, I will wait, patiently, being me.
love,
David
PS: Your first name is Life and your game is 'inspiration'.
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Friday to Sunday nights- folkfest is in town- making it to bed around 11:00 PMish (summer hours at work)- found a futon Saturday night (which was good because it was an unusually long day- a lot of watching my own thought processes as they relate to my preconceptions VS. my responsibilities... whatever the heck that's supposed to mean...)- found the futon in the dumpster by St. Ann's so I used it again last night (apparently, there is some strange association between a comfy bed and a good nights sleep...).
in knowing that it is knowledge of predestiny that erases fear,
David
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Monday night- futon was gone. Blanket still there. Bed by 12:00 AM. Security came and read a book while I slept for a couple of hours at 6:00 AM.
Tuesday night- bed by 10:30 PM. Blanket and cardboard roll
that has been left alone for close to a week, was taken. I got about 4-5 hours
sleep with a thick layer of cardboard and my small thin shall (over my feet). I
left a message on the cardboard when I left in the morning- 'May the blanket
stealers seek redemption lest they invite bad karma.' and 'Dear Chris Anderson
(manages
What happens when people seek truth fearlessly?
in beauty,
David
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Wednesday night- I was at the gazebo around 10:30 PM. It was a great honour to accept the blanket that an angel offered me- may those who've been lacking consideration consider that blanket a holy thing... may they also consider that in lieu of a blanket, nests of newspaper will suffice.
in love's perpetual refinement,
David
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Thursday night- another blanket gone- I found a very large box with a removable lid- it was about 7ft by 3ft by 1 1/2 ft- very coffin-ish; we cut a window near the head- I slept well- morning security came at 6-ish and read for an hour and a half while I finished sleeping.
Friday night- my coffin bed was stolen- in lieu of a blanket and now the faucet has been taken off the tap I use I was inspired to sleep on the front step of the chapel (on top of the stairs by the door)- a friend brought me a blanket... my friend and I were sitting on the step, visiting, when the building security guy came and said that he would call the police if we didn't move- my friend left- police came 20 minutes later (this all going down a little after midnight)- The security guy told them the situation; that if I'm in the gazebo, by myself, he is instructed to not call the police, though now with me on the front step (in more of the public's view) he felt he should call- for a moment I was of a mind where I would go back to the gazebo, then one cop asked me how long I had been doing this- then I was inspired to not move back to the gazebo and let them do what they may--- they may-ed me over to Finlaysin Road (out of city limits)- a half hour walk later and I was back sleeping in front of the front door- there were no more interruptions and I was up by 6:00 AM----
I guess this might be an indicator that things are still in motion...
I presume I will be back at the front door tonight.
we shall see what happens...
cheers,
David Arthur Johnston
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Saturday night- in front, top of the stairs- had strangers stop by to say hello- roving security guy (a new one) comes- asks us to go- one stranger stayed- he calls police- leaves- new friend leaves- police do not come- I get up about 6:00 AM to start the day.
Sunday night- at about 12:00 AM I get a police driven tour of Dallas Road (ocean side) to a golf course (where Dallas road turns towards Oak Bay) about an hour and 15 minute walk back- I fall asleep, exhausted and blistered, on top of the stairs back at St. Ann's (Jesus's grandma's house)- get up about 6:15 AM.
... and I continue...
in knowing that the path of justice becomes obvious when one knows pride is sin,
David
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Monday night- there was an outdoor sort of play/theatre-in-the-park thing going on on the grounds of St. Ann's last night- they were using 'my' staircase- so I slept in the gazebo and got some much needed sleep- no interruptions except for the morning security guy who comes out and reads well I finish sleeping- I was up by 7:00 AM.
There seems to be a lot of thinking going on in a lot of people's heads- it's good.
in thanks,
me
PS: I started a 'blog' (web log), an interactive journal, one may say... it's at- http://www.angelfire.com/apes/hatrackman/blog
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Tuesday night- stayed in the gazebo- got a new blanket- up at 7:10ish with morning security guy having sat there for about an hour, reading.
Wednesday night- in the gazebo- new blanket- up at around 6:30 AM with the morning security dude telling some other dude that was sitting against the shed, having a morning coffee, to go before he called the cops- dude told him 'whatever' and just stayed and the security dude came to complete my part of his shift... People go crazy when they try to justify untruths- there is no private property.
Have good days.
David
PS: ixnay on the logblay- it urnteyed amelay.
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Thursday night- got to the gazebo around 10:30ish PM (with new blanket)- the gazebo and the yard seem to have almost been made for training... a 'well' maintained yard of fresh green grass, surrounded by building and hedge, a warm starry night- makes for a nice focused kata.--- security sits and reads (he gets there at 6AM) while I sleep until 7:15AMish.
Friday night- got to bed about 11:00 PMish (new blanket)- totally crashed (a long productive day)... I think I discerned that if ever I'm without a blanket I'll have it on my whim to take some of the police's time...
in .,
David
PS: Promote 'predestiny' because it is true and in it is knowledge of self (which is a fearless thing)... to the apprehensive I would suggest trying to make a 'choice' that isn't the result of their experience (the impossibility of a random choice becomes obvious).
cheers
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Saturday night- blanket was still there- in bed by 11:00 PM- up by 8:00 AM.
Sunday night- (new blanket- if they take this one I may very well be talking to police tonight- it's interesting to know that if they really do want justice that they really do have to risk losing their jobs)- in bed by 10:30 PM- morning security comes at 6:30-ish and I get up about 7:15 AM.
I didn't know I would be doing this, a year ago. May this 'ball and chain' not be a lifetime adventure.
cheers,
David
PS: shameless indoctrination...
the mystery of God
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we exist within an infinite medium- a system within a system within a system- formula upon formula, with an allowance to expand or contract exponentially, all leading from the source of all motion, which has no beginning
God is a dream where he gets to pretend he's lucid. God is a play, performed perfectly, forever.
you are the authority... 'mastery of self' is knowledge of 'self'- there is no control
love
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Hello. I trust all are well, even those who would disagree.
Monday night- new blanket- bed inbetween 10 and 11 PM- up around 7:30 with security dude reading his book.
Tuesday night- new blanket- same as last.
Wednesday night- new blanket- in bed by 12AM- up at 7:10ish AM with some fellow walking hard on the steps... the security dude asks him what he's doing and he replies that he is hired by the landlords (the PCC) to pick up my debris (SP?)... I say something like 'oh. You're the blanket-stealer' he said yes, went away saying he'll be back later--- I left him a note telling him that I forgave him.
in knowing all joy leads to truth,
David
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Thursday (22nd) night to Sunday (25th) night- 2 blankets and a futon used then found in the dumpster and used again. Saturday night was Luminara (a very quaint night in the park with 4-5000ish people many of who have lanterns of all different shapes and sizes... with lots of little events every which where) and it initiates at St. Ann's, so I had a few people over Saturday early evening- I got to have a quick chat with a couple of good sisters about the 'Occupation of St. Ann's Academy', so, it was good.
... and I have a new game now- all over town are these tin tubes fastened around traffic light poles, for all of the show posters to go up (for the bars to advertise, essentially). I've taken to occasionally folding the posters in half (only one poster for each pole) and marking some 'non-obtrusive temporary graffiti'- it's like I've just sprouted 10 new arms...
anyhoo...
in the nice slow dancing that precedes the crescendo,
David
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Monday night- I traded my shall for a slightly bigger blanket- shall was taken.
Tuesday night- I'm really feeling the hardwood floor, my hips yell at me.
... an inspiration I had just now-
The only way the government can help is if it recognizes it's mortality and dies gracefully. The virtue trip is real and until the queen of England acknowledges pride as a sin none of her arms has any authority- the trick being a remembrance of fearlessness because we are talking about letting them kill us if they so will (because through understanding and forgiving is inspired humility- the thing that reveals lies).
Patience isn't just a good idea, it's what keeps us sane in high tribulation. I've had dreams where cops quit their jobs- my dreams always come true.
in excitement,
David
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Wednesday night- found a bunch of bubble wrap to use as a mattress- usual routine.
Thursday night- (new blanket)- visited in the night by a roving security dude- I was out of it and just wished him a good night- he left (guessing somewhere between 2:00 AM and 4:00 AM)- up to the sounds of others packing up (just off to the side, on the grounds) around 5:30 AM- got up.
Friday night- Roving security dude stopped by again, I was out of it, I recollect him saying something like 'officiating' or something- he left wishing me a good night- Blanket stealer stopped by in the morning (around 7:30 AM and asked if I was going to leave anything behind, I said I don't know, he left- I stashed my cardboard and new grass mat neatly away (somehow I doubt it will be there later).
patiently waiting, knowing the revolution will not be fueled by anger, knowing this path is right and true, waiting for the knights of God to remember the ease of fearlessness; to know that having the 'right to sleep' determined is the road to true freedom,
David Arthur Johnston
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Saturday night to Monday night- averaging 6 hours a night- hips and balls of feet are feeling the effects of, too long, cardboard on hardwood floor (this will be remedied before too long).
love,
David
PS: sometimes...
sometimes the fault of an apparent lack of
communication goes to the listener
do you know you are perfect regardless of your
preconceptions?
humility is the way and we have no choice---
meditating on patience we find the truth that is
stronger than doubt- trusting in patience we find true
confidence.
cheers,
David
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Tuesday night- I found some curtains (massive ones) and slept warmly--- 3 friends joined me last night, though at around 5-5:30ish I suggested to them that if they were not intent on getting arrested that they should probably go before the morning security dude comes out and they did (to note- at 2:00 AM the roving security guy came and saw the extra bodies, curled up in their fetal positions sleeping comfortably, and as he was about to leave I asked him the time- he said 2 and then left saying nothing else- he did not return...
in poetic redundancy,
you
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Wednesday night- (new curtain)- around 11:00 PM police came and found me and my friend getting ready to sleep- in as much condescending and presumptive stance they could be in they 'arrested' us for 'breach of peace' and drove us out to Shelborne and Lansdowne (SP?) (about an hour's walk back)- I went back to sleep at the gazebo and my friend went elsewhere to get some sleep.
The crown does not want more people seeking justice this way and so, I would presume, that having someone else fearlessly get arrested freaks some people out. The cops want to content themselves with the corruption of their bosses because they are apprehensive about leaving the streets unprotected and/or not having a 'respectable' job so as to appease their grandmother- to that I would say to the cops- Do you think you are the only ones standing for justice? and Do you think your grandmothers would want you thinking that lies and anger are going to save the world?---
Pride is murderously retarding (it ignores the fact that anything can only ever be it's experience). It is impossible to presume innocence of me and not consider this. Have patience, because if you are a cop that wants honour you may very well have to quit your job.
... also... suggest that I do not care and you are a fool (it's like knowing someone is 'talking shit' if they are promoting 'free-will').
Patience.
David
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Thursday night- solo, again.- new curtain- up by 7:00 AM
Friday night- friends dropped off a single size mattress- slept well- up by 7:20 AM.
in expedience,
David
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Saturday night- bed by 11:30 PM- up at 8:00 AM
Sunday night- (new blanket) bed by 10:30 PM- up, with security guard reading his book, at 8:00 AM.
Regardless of coherency- apparently I've doors that cannot be opened and doors that cannot be closed... apparently it's time for the ninjas to come down from the mountains... though, who the hell am I?- someone addicted to freedom- a friend of patience who knows there is no control...
So, if your goal is not what people would call 'Heaven-on-Earth' then what is it? Every crop grown for money is raping the planet. Every tree felled for the sake of money, a travesty. To feed our children we would ignore the suffering of the world (and eventually have said 'children' hate us for the lies we content ourselves with). It's been said before- "children want honour more than food", may we come to know honour. May we practice composting so that we may redistribute life's nutrients. May we break out of the long term retardation that has been put on us and remember what we are.
... or maybe I'm just putting a bit of filler in because the updates grow redundant?... does it matter? ?
anyhoo...
on the front lines,
David Arthur Johnston
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Tired of contenting yourself to be afraid? Tired of the constant bombardment of injustice?
Then being a 'revolutionary' may be just the job for you.
Do you live a boring mundane life, where you make a game of distracting yourself because you don't know how to be patient, yet? Well, a revolutionary's life might be the life for you. True revolutionaries have a tendency to be great siblings, genuine and true, because they know the thing that moves them, which is love (beautiful and efficient)... I guess that's the catch- a true revolutionary knows the inefficiency of rage (and so, all those who've grown addicted to the lie that allows them to justify anger must come to terms lest they be bowled over by humility).
There seem to be many roles for the revolutionary- it is just a matter of defining your happiness and dedicating yourself to doing the best you can with what you got to maintain it.
Patience is good- it is truth.
It is pride. It is the lie of pride that causes our suffering and or brutality. Simply, it ignores that fact that all things can only be their experience- the grand consideration that everything that you are feeling, right now, is, and always has been (and always will be) the exact and only thing it could be; that you are your experience- an appreciator without control doing only what you know (It is an inescapable prison and we are puppets- now, do we freak out or do we accept? To accept is to fearlessly let love inspire, coming to know the truth of what you are, which is me).
There is a notion of 'Heaven-on-Earth'. I think it very true. Freedom.
If you want to be a revolutionary, trust in patience and your inspiration will come.
Cheers.
Welcome to the revolution.
David Arthur Johnston
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Monday night and Tuesday night- went through one blanket Monday and one plastic shower curtain Tuesday- both times I was up at around 7:15 AM with the security guard reading his book.
Wednesday night- had an opportunity to do a little computer work so I stayed elsewhere.
in the 'unbreakable thought',
David
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Thursday night- another plastic shower curtain- mosquitoes were busy- didn't sleep all that well- up by 7:30 AM
Friday night- found a bivy sack- up by 7:30 AM
I've been distributing a 'flyer' titled 'WANTED: REVOLUTIONARIES'- it's being well received- it's a revamped update from a couple days ago (the one about 'Does propaganda have to be a lie?'). It has the web address of the Journal on it, so we'll see what happens.
I still think 'Love Cats' is the Cure's best song.
love,
David
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Hey.
Saturday night- it was a busy day- slept in to 8:30 AM.
Sunday night- fitful sleep- the two wee blankets I carry with me are not quite enough to stem the cold.
Monday night- again, fitful- I forgive the constant assail.
new slogan- Slavery kills! / Nothing like the taste of stolen water.
My environment is the whole, as your's is. May we all find the courage we desire... when we know we can be patient until we die we find that when we don't know what to do we can always be patient- thereby making nothing overwhelming. Not only is fearlessness fun, it's moral.
have good days
me,
David
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Tuesday night- (new bed cover)- up at 7:30 AM with security guard reading his book.
Wednesday night- (pillow)- Was visited last night by a family looking for ghosts- friendly people- Up at 7:30 AM with guard reading book.
You are an arm of love, stretching out from the infinite past.
Have beautiful days.
me,
David
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Thursday night to Sunday night- same as usual, though I've forgotten to mention that the roving security guys have started up again, as of about 2 weeks ago- they come anywhere from 2 AM to 5:30 AM just to say hello, then they go. I've gone through 1 sheet and 1 big foam mattress and lots of cardboard.
The 'revolutionary recruitment poster' is doing very well- posting them everywhere and people are constantly taking copies from down at the harbour- http://www.angelfire.com/apes/hatrackman/WANTED.htm - that's what the poster looks like.
cheers
in flight,
David
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Monday night and Tuesday night- started raining (it's been wet for the last 3 days) and was cold- I have 1 small blanket (covers my legs) and 1 small sheet (covers upper torso), these I have been carrying with me for over a month, now (as I use them during the day)- allowing me a bit of sleep if I don't have a blanket to go with them (I haven't had a blanket for 3 or 4 or 5 days now). The chill is reminding me of why I started this whole business, in the first place. Even without walls, I still feel an uneasiness when I think of everyone out there, waking up soaked and freezing (the impatient are the responsibility of the patient and we are our brothers keepers), feeling the guilt of having a roof- though, I continue to trust in patience- that this course is just and leads to rest for the worn-out.
May this moment's inspiration remind us of the invulnerable nature of patience.
Love,
david
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Wednesday night and Thursday night- got another pair of
pants on Wed. Slept better. Still rainy and wet, though Thursday, during the
day, was sunny. The security guard that told me he was quitting and moving to
A friend surprised me with a number of copies of the WANTED: Revolutionaries flyer (over 300) so I would imagine I'll be taking a stroll down some residential areas and stuffing a few mailboxes. The flyer (just so the inspired can have as much access to it as possible) is at- http://www.angelfire.com/apes/hatrackman/WANTED.htm
in intimidating clarity,
me
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Friday night to Sunday night- nothing unusual- somebody gave
me a backpack, so I'm using it as long as I'm carting around the 'WANTED'
flyers ( http://www.angelfire.com/apes/hatrackman/WANTED.htm
)... I've got an extra sheet, as well (carrying it with me)--- I do not like
carrying a backpack and I do not like carrying blankets (when the only reason I
cannot leave my blankets is retarded spite)- I would imagine I'll soon get rid
of the backpack. The flyers are still doing well- the ones in
in being a flame of love being fueled by the infinite past,
you
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If the idea of 'private property' inhibits a person of the ability to have a bed, do we content ourselves with it?
There is no anger in fearlessness and patience inspires.
Honour is real and we do not honour our children by thinking we can ignore honour to feed them.
You are about to be inspired to fearlessness- if you're going to go crazy then you're going to go crazy, deal with it- patience is good.
You are marking me, whether you see it or not. In the eye of truth all intent is revealed.
Will my ego make it past your defences? Will due consideration be given? Will cosmic thoughts break through?
This ego trusts that it has no beginning.
cheers.
in the dream of reality,
David
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Monday night- I left the damn backpack there in the morning- apparently, I refuse to break my back by carrying my bed. Private property is a bad joke that wasn't funny in the first place. Patience is good because you have no beginning and you can't die- fear is sin; content yourself with it and you condemn yourself to hell. Money is rape. Have good inspiration.
Tuesday night- found a large fancy indoor air-mattress (deflated) and used it as a blanket. up by 7:20 AM with the security guard reading.
May the spirit of Jesus' grandma shine.
in patience,
David
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Wednesday night to Monday night- nothing hugely unusual. Winter is coming. I've stopped politely stashing my cardboard behind the edge of the gazebo- I've just been leaving it where it lays- let them charge me with littering if they are inspired to---
in knowing that pride retards,
in knowing that patience saves,
me
PS: lawn maintenance tip #1- smash lawnmower- place it in the middle of your yard- plant a beautiful garden all around it.
PPS: Pride makes people really retarded. Pride is retarded. Pride retards. Good luck. Pride makes people really retarded. Pride is retarded. Pride retards. Good luck. Pride makes people really retarded. Pride is retarded. Pride retards. Good luck. Pride makes people really retarded. Pride is retarded. Pride retards. Good luck. Pride makes people really retarded. Pride is retarded. Pride retards. Good luck. Pride makes people really retarded. Pride is retarded. Pride retards. Good luck. Pride makes people really retarded. Pride is retarded. Pride retards. Good luck. Pride makes people really retarded. Pride is retarded. Pride retards. Good luck.
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Tuesday night- a friend gave me a nice and light fleece-lined blanket so I replaced the small sheet and half-size blanket I've been wearing, hung over a jacket I tie at my waist, with it--- which means I left the other two items at the gazebo- meaning that they absconded the beautiful red sheet that my cousin gave me (I use a blanket as a cushion during the day, at work, though I will carry no more). My ego wants to say- 'have fun killing me, shitheads'.
Wednesday night- sheet and small blanket were gone (of course)- slept warm but woke up with a crazy pinched nerve in my neck (it's just starting to subside now- 2 hours later).
in everything,
David
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Thursday night- business as usual.
Friday night- a friend was sleeping in a usual spot on
Saturday night and Sunday night- business as usual.
in genuine salutations of good will,
David
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Monday night- cold- feels like winter- nothing unusual.
Tuesday night- around 2:30 AM my friend shows up and tells me that he just had his backpack stolen and the blanket that he was using ripped off of him and stolen, as well- he goes and tries to sleep elsewhere- he comes back around 4:30 AM and tells me that as he was laying, almost sleeping, somebody stood above him with a 5 foot steel pipe poised to impale him- he woke and the person fled. He leaves, again, to go 'walk around' (it's good, in a way, this sort of thing fosters a 'want of justice'). Morning security guy gets there, as usual, then about 7:10 AM the janitor comes and starts sweeping by my head- I mentioned that it may be more efficient for him to just yell and clap his hands.
Thank you, taxpayers, for your continued ignorance.
The revolution progresses- though I wonder if these correspondences are even getting out of the library... could people possibly send a confirmation email to let me know if you're getting these. Thank you.
When you don't know what to do, you can always be patient- that is glorious.
love,
David
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Just to recap the corruption of the 'crown' and the PCC (Provincial Capital Commission)- I would be happy to sign conditions if they would prosecute. In lieu of prosecuting they harass and steal and presume wrongly (allowing for their spite). Under the 'Canadian' Charter of Rights, 'due process' is a requirement- it has not been given (I've been there for close to 10 months, now). This, alone, proves the absolute lack of authority of the 'crown' and it's arms. May the 'crown' be moved to embrace justice or may the citizens of this country recognize their fearlessness, so as to initiate the revolution. Winter is coming and I will sleep as warm as I can- nests of hundreds of newspapers and cardboard walls- have fun cleaning up, if it comes to that.
Wednesday night to Friday night- same as usual. It's raining a lot. My friend hasn't been accosted since. Strange dreams...
'till next time...
in preparation for the 'now',
David
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Saturday night to Monday night- cold and uncomfortable. I've been using 15 to 25 newspapers a night to make a sort of mattress.
Apparently, this adventure of '
knowing that in every moment of doubt and awkwardness and frustration it is good to remember that patience is good,
David
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Tuesday night to Thursday night- found two large pieces of plastic (mattress packaging)- one on the floor with about 30 newspapers and a couple large handfuls of shredded paper on it with the other on top (had this for two nights, as the plastic was just thrown in a nearby dumpster). It was cold last night and the plastic is not good for perspiration.
Sometimes, when much is bearing down and it feels like a billion people are talking to you, it is good to remember patience.
Love,
david
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Friday night to Sunday night- cold. sore hips. Appreciating the ability to, instantly, remind myself of patience whenever any doubt or disharmony arises (patience is infinite and always there, again and again and again)- it's fun being invulnerable.
in this dream of sentience,
David
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Monday night to Wednesday night- usual. Last night I had a
cold to keep me company. Probably 20 pounds of cardboard for a bed--- it is
getting colder... I wonder if I'm gonna die at
whoa.
You are God.
Stop using money.
Do what you will (cause it's the only thing you can do, anyway). Patience is good.
love,
David
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Thursday night to Saturday night- cold. Last night was cold coldish (maybe 2-4 degrees Celcius). My cold is gone, mostly. I had a friend die on me and I quit smoking. Many strange dreams- friends are spies, spies are friends and the cavalry is already here... or something.
oh bla dee,
David
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Sunday night to Tuesday night- Sunday and Monday nights were pretty cold (maybe 3-5 degrees celcius with fog and wind), last night was better (3-5 degrees no wind). Left shoulderblade has a pinched nerve underneath- maybe a result of hard bed- hips still complaining in the morning- sniffles are sticking around- still off the tobacco--- and patience remains a miracle.
A patient will is master.
love,
David
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Wednesday night to Friday night- A degree or two warmer- had a felinish visit last night.
A song occurred to me this morning (and it goes a little like this)-
Money is fucked.
Money is fuckity fucked.
Money is fuckity fuckity
fuck fuckity
Money is fuckity fucked.
Money is fucked.
Money is fuuuuuu uuuu uuuu cked.
Money is fuck
fuck
fuck
fucka fucka fucka fucked.
Money is fuck fuck fuck
fuckity fucked.
(just the girls sing)
MONEYYYYY is fucked.
Money is fucked.
Money is fucked.
Money is fucked.
fucked fucked fucked.
(k- now just boys)
Money money moneyyyyyyyyyy...
is the fuckity fucked fuckiest fucked fucker.
Money is fucked
money is fucked
money is the fuckiest fuck fuck fuck fuck fucked fuck.
(now all together-)
Money iiiiiissss fucked.
dum da! (it's a bit longer, though you get the idea--- it pretty much puts a smile on most peoples faces- you should probably sing it loudly in crowded places---- then maybe the LA remix version and the countrified trance ska version...)
have good days.
David
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Saturday night to Monday night- patience is good. Found lots of shredded paper to make a nest, last night. Strange dreams- I've reminded myself that patience is good about 2000 times already this morning. Patience is good because a lot of people have been deceived into thinking that pride is good. Patience is good. Pride is a crazy experiment in this predestined construct.
How much do you want truth?
Patience is good.
love,
david
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Tuesday night to Thursday night- usual usual usual- cold (between 2-4 degrees Celsius, though lots of padding for the hips- strange dreams continue (good ones, really).
I went to a 'downtown community' meeting that had four speakers- Rev. Al from the 'Open Door', a cop, a representative from the chamber of commerce and a city councilor (sounds like a joke). I was compelled to ask for a reiteration on why they didn't like the idea of a tent-city--- all they said was that the 'greater majority' doesn't want one (that was it, no other reasoning)- it wasn't a surprise--- it was funny though, they kept on mentioning the 'housing crisis'--- I gave them each a copy of 'EVERYTHING YOU NEED TO KNOW ABOUT EVERYTHING' ( http://www.angelfire.com/apes/hatrackman/everything.htm ), except for the city councilor (she was busy). I'm being very good in my description- these people (minus Al) were fulfilling very stereotypical roles. It is obvious that the only justice is going to come from these people quitting their jobs because there will be no positive progression whilst they try to maintain the fallacy of 'private property', but that's ok (more than ok- destined--- viva la revolution).
If patience were like a dog, and it was born a couple months ago- I wonder hold old it would be?...
in patience,
David
PS: It doesn't matter if one knows what's going on, or not; it's still going on.
love
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Friday night to Saturday night- cold windy and cold. Friday night I sealed up a corner of the gazebo with cardboard- woven into the fencing around it and in the slots of the benches. last night I slept with a large piece of heavy cardboard over-top of me- cold wind wet sore hips--- Very good dreams- apparently someone gave me a new Greyhound bus; I was driving it around- almost hitting things, but never quite... there was also a part where an older guy (grey hair, 50ish) was being interrogated by the FBI (FBI pretending to be RCMPs- dreams are weird with their detail) and he looked at me quite worried and I reminded him of patience- he was like 'oh ya, patience' and was much calmer.
anyhoo, both nights had about 30-40 pounds of newspaper each- and I expect what I left there is gone already...
sometimes when cold weather doesn't go away, people get serious
in justice,
David
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Sunday night to Monday night- So, I've built two cardboard houses now and I see myself improving- This occupation is availing me some interesting specialized training. It has been cold and windy- may it help motivate generate a general 'want of justice'.
Patience is good in the face of infinite beauty.
cheers,
David
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Tuesday night to Thursday night- a cardboard house each night (bringing the total to 5)- They've been sort of fun (a bit exhausting)- it's something like Lego- and their construction evolves, as well- so far they are all similar; about 6 1/2ft to 7 1/2ft long, about 3-4 feet wide and about 2-3 feet high; for 3 or 4 of them I've been fortunate to have large garbage bags full of shredded newspaper (quite comfy, really)- it has been cold and wet and windy, so I've really been appreciating them.
Justice can only come through patience- justice comes.
Pride is Hell's car. Patience, Heaven's (patience brings humility). Ever and again I remind myself of patience and trust that it is the warrior's grail.
Sure, it's easy being a slave- you get video games and ski vacations- though freedom is a lot of fun, too...
I remind myself of patience when I feel I have been babbling about it a lot...
in patience,
David
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Friday night to Sunday night- I've built 8 cardboard houses now- They get easier... though I'm still spending about 2-3 hours constructing them (finding the cardboard, collecting the leaves, molding and shaping and tying together pieces of cardboard- it's fun in a exorcise sort of way). Saturday morning I woke to a 'Hey. Hey! You gotta get up and go. We're having an event today. You gotta go or else.'--- So, I got up and rejoiced in inspiration. To help remind the confused souls that work there that I'm still there, I distributed my house, the garbages and a deck of cards all over the back yard. Sunday morning I only distributed my house, and Monday morning people came to work to find the back yard hidden under a whole lot of newspaper and the mass of my house (it stays, somewhat, together now that I tie things) I left on the front steps of the chapel, for the world to see... for a couple of moments, anyway, before it gets removed.
If they want to give me a ticket for 'littering' they may go right ahead- though I'm pretty sure they know it will never get paid. If they want to arrest me for 'Assault by Trespass'... well, it would be about friggin' time.
May the 'province' be moved to a desire for 'professionalism'... otherwise, may the fuckers be revealed to the masses as 'full-on' NAZI-like fascists... I think the latter.
It's been over ten months, now. May patience influence our every action.
VIVA LA REVOLUTION--- I think it's interesting that people are actually starting to consider not using money anymore--- mayhaps we will soon use the 'Queen of England's' throne as firewood, though it probably is toxic.
May my ego not get me killed... though, if it does, 'oh well'.
cheers,
David Arthur Johnston
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Last Saturday Morning (concerning the some of the events of mentioned in the last journal update)
Please forgive me, my brashness. The people who claim the
property you had your event (an event as worthy as an event can be, under the
pretext of 'money justification') on (
travel well
if you meditate on patience you will find God
(I may use some, if not all, of this for general distribution- just so you know)
David Arthur Johnston
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Monday night to Friday night- I've built 13 or 14 cardboard houses now-Averaging about 2 hours now to make them.
******
There are some places that patience lives- soon, the whole world.
When we know, exactly, what it is that makes us happy, we fully charge towards it, lest we turn and forget. When you are patient, savour it, who knows when next you'll taste it?
******
in patience and desire,
David
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Saturday night to Tuesday night- there was one night that the cardboard house was left where it was. I've been not-so-adamant in the 'reminding them I'm there' area, though this morning I distributed the house and all of the very large garbagebag full of shredded paper that I had used as bedding. May somebody be inspired to honour, cause everytime you use money you spit in the face of every one who has ever died for freedom.
Hell, they throw out enough food here to feed an army. They make a noise about halting that and that will, simply, be our method of revealing their stupidity.
Remember the blessing of every stupid thing, for it only serves to remind us of patience. The devil was invented to be conquered.
in knowing,
David
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Wednesday night- built a new house.
Thursday night- ok... I had a full load of cardboard balanced on my head and I get to the gazebo- I sit, a bit exhausted and start playing a bit of flute- some 'security' guy named Bruce gave me an envelope that had some new bylaws that the PCC (Provincial Capital Commission) had the Lieutenant Governor make 'official'- I scanned them- they were just more crap, of course, though crap that the security guard took as an allowance to physically remove me from the grounds (he, with the help of another security dude, carried me about 20ish yards)- I forgave him for the assault and returned to the grounds (to the front entrance) where I sat and waited for them to call the police. The police came and arrested me for 'Assault by Trespass' (please note this)- I spend a restless night in cells well a collection of TV's kids raged at each other from cell to cell- I go to the courthouse in the morning- I meet with 'duty council' (which happens to be someone I know)- I suggest that I will be happy to sign conditions if it means a trial- the crown suggests the usual (be nice and no go St. Ann's), they also suggest a mental evaluation because 'I forgave a cop and suggested I was God'- the Justice-o-the-peace declined that suggestion (apparently all the judges are at a convention). I get the final forms that I am to sign and the dude 'officially' reads the main points- I sign- I then read that the charge is not for 'Assault by Trespass', but for 'Mischief' (sons-o-bitches) section 430 of the Criminal Code- it is indictable, so it will do... maybe.
I have court on November 19, 2004 at 9:00 AM in the
Provincial court. I will not go back to
Please send feedback
Love,
David
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My first night not there in a very long while. I'm not horribly concerned with their maneuvering- the process, for me, remains simple- In the end they will put me in jail (where I will not eat) or they will release me and I will go back to St. Ann's... or mayhaps the court will acknowledge that understanding the 'sin' of pride is fundamental in doling out justice and order the crown to correct itself (we shall see), and give an order to the province to wholeheartedly endorse the reversal of the current repressive sleeping laws in two significant ways- 1) to, essentially, make it illegal to wake someone up who is sleeping (peacefully) in a 'public access' area (being as there is no such thing as 'public property') and 2) to endorse and support the establishing of a 'tent-city' within walking distance of downtown... This would be a 'ruling' on the 'right to sleep' and it would stand before all property law.
I don't know, exactly, why they are charging me with 'Mischief', though here is the text from the Criminal Code of Canada-
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MISCHIEF
... / Mischief in relation to data / Punishment / Idem /
Idem / Idem / Offence / Saving / Idem / Definition of "data".
430. (1) Every one commits mischief who willfully
(a) destroys or damages property;
(b) renders property dangerous, useless, inoperative or
ineffective;
(c) obstructs, interrupts or interferes with the lawful
use, enjoyment or operation of property; or
(d) obstructs, interrupts or interferes with any person
in the lawful use, enjoyment or operation of property.
(1.1) Every one commits mischief who willfully
(a) destroys or alters data;
(b) renders data meaningless, useless or ineffective;
(c) obstructs, interrupts or interferes with the lawful
use of data; or
(d) obstructs, interrupts or interferes with any person
in the lawful use of data or denies access to data to any person who is
entitled to access thereto.
(2) Every one who commits mischief that causes actual
danger to life is guilty of an indictable offence and liable to imprisonment
for life.
(3) Every one who commits mischief in relation to
property that is a testamentary instrument or the value of which exceeds one
thousand dollars
(a) is guilty of an indictable offence and liable to
imprisonment for a term not exceeding ten years; or
(b) is guilty of an offence punishable by summary
conviction.
(4) Every one who commits mischief in relation to
property, other than property described in subsection (3),
(a) is guilty of an indictable offence and liable to
imprisonment for a term not exceeding two years; or
(b) is guilty of an offence punishable by summary
conviction.
(5) Every one who commits mischief in relation to data,
(a) is guilty of an indictable offence and liable to
imprisonment for a term not exceeding ten years; or
(b) is guilty of an offence punishable by summary
conviction.
(5.1) Every one who willfully does an act or willfully
omits to do an act that it is his duty to do, if that act or omission is likely
to constitute mischief causing actual danger to life, or to constitute mischief
in relation to property or data,
(a) is guilty of an indictable offence and liable to
imprisonment for a term not exceeding five years; or
(b) is guilty of an offence punishable by summary
conviction.
(6) No person commits mischief within the meaning of this
section by reason only that
(a) he stops work as a result of the failure of his
employer and himself to agree on any matter relating to his employment;
(b) he stops work as a result of the failure of his employer and a bargaining agent acting on his behalf to agree on any matter relating to his employment; or
(c) he stops work as a result of his taking part in a
combination of workmen or employees for their own reasonable protection as
workmen or employees.
(7) No person commits mischief within the meaning of this
section by reason only that he attends at or near or approaches a
dwelling-house or place for the purpose only of obtaining or communicating
information.
(8) In this section, "data" has the same
meaning as in section 342.1 . [R.S., c.C-34, s.387; 1972, c.13, s.30; R.S.C.
1985, c.27 (1st Supp.), s.57.]
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So, come Monday I will go and see a Justice of the Peace at the courthouse to point out the whole 'let's change David's charge without telling him and then see if we can get him to sign the papers anyway' kerfuffle.
I'm presuming they will be trying for the -two years less a day, route- they will also promote a mental evaluation (which I really don't care about, either way, being as I trust in patience).
So, all things progressing as seen, come the 19th of November, I will be pleading 'not-guilty' and facing the consequences- not eating in jail or just continuing the campaign or, maybe, helping administer the new tent-city...
Patience is a bus that never crashes.
cheers and love,
David
PS: On November 19th the date for the trial will be set- the judgment won't come down until the trial- all things proceeding as seen, that is.
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Went to the courthouse today to investigate the 'charge change' (see last couple of updates)- the 'particulars' for the case haven't been processed yet- maybe a week, or so- either way I'll receive them on the 19th (Nov.) when I go to plead not-guilty and set the trial date.
The simplicity of what I am doing is this- putting my life on the line in the face of a corrupt 'authority'; there will be justice or they will kill me (death by starvation, maybe, whether it be 30 days of not eating or 90 days of being strapped to a bed with tubes in me...). My defence is dependent upon the court recognizing that pride is 'sin'- so things may progress quickly...
I've been predicting that by the end of this year or early into the next that it will be made illegal to wake a 'peaceful' sleeper on 'public access' property (parks, sides of sidewalks, etc...) and that there will be a court ordered provincially endorsed tent-city within walking distance of downtown. Though, or course, those will only be the beginning effects (after the court officially recognizes the innate retarding nature of pride)... patience is really good because this is really happening.
Will there be justice through the court or will there be a revolution?... we shall see.
in love,
David
PS: if there are any with the capability, would it be possible to get copies of the Journal printed? I may, very well, enter it as evidence.
PPS: this may be the last journal entry until Nov. 19th--- maybe one more, maybe.
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Tomorrow (Friday, Nov. 19th) morning I go to court to say 'not-guilty' to the mischief charge. I will submit evidence (the journal- from beginning to Nov. 8th) and inform the court that a 'summary' conviction (which, if I understand correctly, means 'punishment other than jail') will not be acceptable. A trial date will then be set. The 'crown' may again suggest a 'mental evaluation', though I presume that won't happen (after I explain to the court that when I say I'm God I do so knowing there is nothing that isn't God- which, incedently, is exactly why pride is a 'sin').
Of course, this is all presupposing- anything could happen-
they may drop the charges (then, of course, I'll just return to
in expedience,
David
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ok
The crown again tried to force me to have a 'mental evaluation'. After waiting close to two hours the judge said no to it.
There is a 'confirmation' trial on Dec. 8th (to make sure everyone has their ducks in a row) at 9:30 AM in courtroom #202 and the main trial is on Dec. 21st at 10:00 AM in Courtroom #202.
to repeat- main trial is on Dec. 21st at 10:00 AM in Courtroom #202. I will be facing a 'mischief' charge with a plea of 'not-guilty'.
The crown has 3 witnesses, apparently. Two cops and someone else (?). The 'crown' suggests the case will take 3 hours... we shall see.
I'll update again come the 8th of December.
cheers and patience,
David Arthur Johnston
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This is the ‘write-up’ the Provincial Capital Commission is submitting as evidence. I’ll write it in whole and maybe comment a bit on the bottom.
Here we go-
++++++++++++++++++++++
DAVID ARTHUR JOHNSTON
(Homeless Person)
at
David Arthur Johnston has
been sleeping at
On January 16, 2004, a
group of homeless people set-up a tent city in the Arboretum area at
Johnston’s initial
residency was in the Arboretum, but as attempts were made to discourage his
overnight stays, he moved closer to the building migrating from the Arboretum
to the front steps of the Ministry entrance to the building, then to the front
steps of the Chapel, and lastly to the Summerhouse in the Novitiate Garden. If
events disturb his settling-in for the night in one location, his pattern has
been to relocate to another location on the property.
Various efforts have been
attempted to discourage his stays. Additional security was hired through
Victoria Central Security to augment the Ministry on-site security provided by
Royal Victoria Security. Upon legal advice from the PCC solicitors, the
security guards were directed to ask him to leave, to call the police for his
removal, and to keep him awake through various means in the hopes of him
finding the location not suitable for sleeping. The security guards gradually
became more frustrated than
Over the course of nine
months,
Presently,
He tries to engage Ministry
and PCC staff and visitors in conversations, if he meets people while he is on
site. This has caused some Ministry staff to be concerned for their safety –
especially women who arrive for work early in the morning when no one else is
around.
A detailed chronology of
events is attached as Appendix #1.
David Arthur Johnston in
known to the street community. He is thought to have enemies within that
community. Those working with marginalized groups, such as Reverend Al of the
Open Door, are familiar with him but are not able to reach him. He appears to
be prepared to die for his beliefs and enjoys a soapbox when he can find one.
While he generally has a calm disposition, he can become agitated when the
environment changes. He can provoke people and he can be provoked. He wants
permission to sleep in the open to be closer to God. He does not believe in the
use of money. He believes that his patience will win. He would also like his
day in court to argue his points-of-view.
http://www.victoria.indymedia.org/news/2004/11/33626.php
http://victoria.indymedia.org/news/2004/11/33629.php
http://www.victoria.indymedia.org/news/2004/11/33774.php
Information Updated: 8th
November 2004
++++++++++++++++++++++++++
yup… that be it… they make it very easy… ok, just a couple things- not once did I poo there and there are approximately 20 people on that particular part of the update list- that are about 6 groups with anywhere between 30 to 50 people on them. If the ‘detailed chronology’ is what they gave me it’s mostly just some photocopies of some of the journal updates with words like ‘tent-city’ and ‘everything is God so pride is a sin’ pointed to and underlined.
Enemies? I have enemies? There may be one or two lazy stubborn children out there that resent me for pointing out their laziness, ya, though I wouldn’t call them enemies, I would call them ‘me’.
I don’t want ‘permission’ to sleep outside- I’m saying ‘I’m going to sleep outside. Kill me if you will’. My patience has always been in a state of winning--- Knowing that one thing has no beginning means that nothing does.
Cheers and love.
I’ll update again around the 8th.
Patience,
David Arthur Johnston
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Had the 'trial confirmation' today. All ducks in a row. The trial proceeds as scheduled.
Dec. 21st in courtroom #202 at 10:00 AM.
in the illusion of catalyst moments,
David
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in about 45 minutes the trial begins- were it will go, it is hard to say, except that all parties involved will have their intents revealed.
May I not leave that place without an idea where the tent-city is going to begin.
Patience and love to you all.
David
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It started interestingly- When I got there the courtroom changed to 201 then back again to 202- they searched and metal detected most of the people attending. I went in with a mind of presuming innocence of the judge so as to not catch myself ranting- their concern was not so much the crown and the PCC not giving 'due process', but more, the remnants of my bed that I occasionally had strewn about the property (something I refer to as 'convulsing from the torture'; reminding them that I was still there, so to speak).
Having been told that I would go back regardless of breaching conditions, the court still released me with a 'conditional discharge' (the usual- be nice and don't go to St. Ann's)- I did not sign this order (the receptionist just wrote 'refused to sign' and gave me a copy).
I did 3 interviews with the 'mainstream' media- The Times Colonist, CH tv, and Monday Magazine.
About 20 people showed up- it was a good show of support.
The concern with the metal detectors gave it a nice '
So, I presume I will be going back tonight, probably around 9:30 or 10 PM. It is possible that I will be arrested again- this time for 'breaching conditions'- I don't see them releasing me any time soon. One way, or another, there will be justice- which may mean a judge acknowledging the 'sin of pride', for without that knowledge justice becomes subjective.
we shall see...
cheers and love,
David Arthur Johnston
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Not signing the conditions they gave me I went back to
So- December 29th, 2004, at 10:00 AM in the Provincial court at 850 Burdett Avenue, Victoria, BC, V8W 9J2, I will be pleading guilty to the offence of 'Failure to comply with a probation order, contrary to section 733.1(1) Criminal Code'. I will not accept anything but jail-time or justice.
It is interesting that for any judge to get to the point where they would order the police to NOT wake peaceful sleepers on 'public access property' they would have to understand that ,legally, we are our 'brother's keepers' before we are 'collectors of luxury' (being that the base truth is that our happiness is measured off the happiness of our environment).
Patience be with us all.
David
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I'm going to the courthouse at 10:00 AM today to plead guilty to the 'breach' charge. The crown is trying for a 'mental evaluation', again... we'll see if the court will recognize the spite of the crown. I don't think the judge will want to quit his (or hers) job if it comes to it. If I'm asked what I think justice is I will tell the court that it has to tell the police to stop waking peaceful sleepers on public access property. I will suggest that it is imperative that the court recognize pride as a sin, as it is the lack of that consideration that makes presuming innocence impossible- that 'right' is not determined by a vote but by an acknowledgement that truth, simply, is, regardless of opinion, and that the laws I break do not take into account that someone does not have the right to secure luxury while others are in need (A.K.A. parks uninhabited at night are not more important than people getting a good night's sleep without worrying about getting attacked with threats and aggression by the police and parks crew). Though, maybe, I'll not have a chance to say my piece... we shall see.
I will not eat in custody, be it jail or the crazy house. I will be polite and I will present what I see as truth as patiently as possible, though upon release I will continue this campaign.
in love and honour,
David Arthur Johnston
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So... in courtroom 126- they give me my particulars and suggest that I take 3 weeks to think about my plea- I tell them I'm ready now- they move me to courtroom 101 (I think)- the judge there moves me to courtroom 201 where the judge that convicted me of the 'mischief' charge was- I give him my understanding of justice- which is, of course, to tell the police and province that it is illegal to wake peaceful sleepers on public access property- he suggests that I be afraid of going to jail- I suggest that if he is unable to dole out justice that he quit his job- at one point I suggest that it is impossible to presume innocence while ignoring the fact that pride is a sin- I also suggest that the queen of England is not a nice lady.--- He finds me guilty and sentences me to one day in court cells (I just got out)- of course I intend on going back to St. Ann's tonight--- we'll see what happens... MAYBE: I'll be arrested for breach (again)- I'll go to court in the morning where a date will be set for the plea- I'll sign conditions until that plea (as long as it is no further than a week away)- I will plead guilty to the breach and then there will be justice or there won't yet be- maybe I'll go to jail for (guessing) any wheres between a week and a month (30 days not eating?)... though I don't know exactly what will happen--- we shall see...
Thank you all for your support.
David
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Just out of jail.- I go back to the Provincial court on January 6th at 9:00 AM to plead guilty (again) for this second 'breach' charge. Mayhaps the court will start taking things seriously.
cheers all
love,
David
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okilly dokilly.
I pleaded guilty to the second breach. They want me to be sentenced by the same judge that convicted me (Palmer), so I'm out for now until JANUARY 13th at 9:30 AM in courtroom #101.
Please have patience with me (and this). May we live our lives with open ears.
in sweat,
David
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Alrighty.
On Thursday (the 13th) I pleaded guilty to the second breach charge and received 3 days in jail for a sentence. So they released me today (1 day later) because there is something about only doing 2/3 of the sentenced time... anyhoo- I'll be going back- If not tonight tomorrow night, and I am thinking that I may not get released (I may not sign the 'interim' conditions because the court has shown itself to lack consideration, essentially they can't be trusted to be just) in the time between getting arrested and pleading guilty (usually about 1 week)... we shall see... I may sign the interim conditions, I may not, I don't know at this point... either way, I'm going back tonight or tomorrow night to breach, for the 3rd time. Maybe the judge will have consideration that anarchy might be more desirable than order rooted in corruption.
cheers and love,
David
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Hello.
I've been involved with this campaign to determine the
'right to sleep' in
On Dec. 21st, 2004, I was convicted of 'Mischief' for half the time of the campaign (it started in January 2004 and the conviction is from mid-june to Nov. 4th). I was given a conditional sentence which I did not agree to and did not sign. I told the judge, that if released, I would breach. I was released and I breached. 1 day in jail for the first breach. I was released again and breached again. 3 days in jail for the second breach. On Sunday night I will be breaching for the third time and will be sentenced about a week after. Given, this has been a contrived event, though do we not have the right to protest and do we not have the right for 'due process'?
I would not have been able to get as far as I have without much meditation on patience. I feel like a veteran on the front lines of a real war that is happening right now.
Do I have any rights here? Will the revealing of the 'crown's' lack of innocent presumption have to come at the cost of my life? If so, so be it, as freedom is the determiner of my contentment.
Thank you.
Patience be with you.
David Arthur Johnston
(I get my mail at 'Streetlink Emergency Shelter'- though I don't know their address right now)
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I breached for the 3rd time last night (Jan. 16th- coincidentally the 1 year anniversary of the campaign). I was arrested and taken to court in the morning.
So, on Friday the 21st at 9:00 AM in the
in freedom and the knowledge that nobody has ever made a choice and that nobody will ever make a choice,
David
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The following is a letter I hope to give the judge at
tomorrow's sentencing.>>>
An appeal to whomever is presiding the sentencing of my 3rd breach of the court order to not return to St. Ann’s Academy which was given as a sentence to a ‘Mischief’ conviction that occurred on Dec. 21st, 2004.
The events leading
up to what I describe as ‘The Occupation of St. Ann’s Academy (
So, on January 16, 2004, I and a few others set up tents on the grounds of St. Ann’s Academy as it is open and close to downtown. Dealings with the police and the PCC had the majority of people moved along the next day, yet I stayed, knowing it was only going to be through the courts that this matter could be resolved- it wasn’t until a month later that I saw exactly what was needed. The court must recognize that innocence was not being presumed of me and consequently do everything in it’s power to let the current ‘powers that be’ know that they DO NOT have the rights that they think they do; to have a provincial judge tell all in the province that the ‘right to sleep’ is protected, regardless of any and all law and by-law stating otherwise.
Now, the ‘Mischief’ charge is from mid-June to Nov. 4th, 2004. Bypassing most of the torturous infractions laid upon me. Instead of ‘due process’ the police and the PCC (Provincial Capital Commission) began a full regiment of discomfort in the hopes that I would move along. This ‘regiment’ included a number of arrests (some for ‘Assault by Trespass which change to ‘breach of peace’ when we got to the police station), I believe there were more than 15 separate nights in cells. I was driven out of city limits on 6 occasions. For 20 days the province hired a security guard with the express purpose of not letting me sleep (a job that was done in varying degrees with 4 absolutely sleepless nights- a guy above your head clapping his hands, stomping his feet, playing loud music, shining a bright light in my eyes and saying things like ‘don’t be falling asleep on me, Mr. Johnston’ or ‘if you just hit one of us you would expedite the situation, Mr. Johnston’). Other than those occasions there were constant early morning wake ups (their exasperation showing) and a constant seizing of blankets and sleeping gear. The garbage that is referred to in the ‘Mischief’ charge were my cardboard houses (which I built about 16 of because of the weather and lack of blankets- each, subsequently, taken down each morning by PCC staff- the strewn garbage was my house, a convulsion one morning caused it to explode all over their backyard- then for a couple more occasions I thought it was a good idea).
So, this is where we are at, now, today. Putting me in jail is not justice. Justice is doing right regardless of consequence. Be it the last judge’s fear of anarchy, or not, because without justice order cannot exist.
Thank you.
Patience be with you.
David Arthur Johnston
http://www.angelfire.com/apes/hatrackman
<<< That's it. We'll see if it has any affect at all.
Otherwise I see a sentence longer than 3 days.
travel well, all.
David
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OK. Just had my first poo after a 4 day fast. Got new shoes. See myself going and getting arrested again Thursday night. May this fourth breach instill in the judge a sense of seriousness. May the courts and the crown rise up out of their mafia-like contentment. May the courts and the crown begin to desire truth. The future will be what it will be and nothing can ever change that, ever.
in love,
David
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I breached for the 4th time last night. I wasn't expecting news cameras for this part, though they were there and the cops were very polite (though, they've been polite for a while now).
So, I return to the courthouse on Feb. 11th, 2005, at 9:00
AM- to plea and face sentencing- at this point I don't even know if I will
plead anything as the one asking me to works for the mafia (the queen), though
we shall see... I will not be returning to
until later, patience be with us,
David
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A few days ago I gave an over-the-phone interview to a friend
in
This event originates at- http://www.ckut.ca/homeless.html
and from there you should be able to find more information. It will also be
airing on the
... and a reiteration- I will be going to court to face sentencing for the fourth breach of the 'Mischief' conviction that I did not agree to or sign on Feb. 11th at 9:00 AM in the Provincial Court of BC in Victoria, BC.
Have good days.
David Arthur Johnston
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Hello. This is a link to the interview given for the
'homelessness marathon'- http://132.216.18.132/download.php?date=20050201&start=17%3A35&end=18%3A00&codec=mp3&kbps=32&stream=stream
I haven't heard it yet. If you listen to it could any please report back as to how it went?
cheers,
David
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There is an ultimatum facing the
By not presuming conscientiousness in my ability to sleep, those who would wake me in the name of 'private property' only do so out of spite, and therefore are not justified in their act. So, understanding that freedom determines my sanity, I give issue.
Yoda almost had it right- not only is there no 'try' there is no 'do' either. Only ever 'being' we
unavoidably be what we are, which is something we've described as 'life'. When we see the world through this truth we move without worry of fear or resentment knowing that if something doesn't shine with the patience to communicate then it simply becomes our responsibility to shine so as the other might see.
Love wrote the script and gave itself the grandest adventure. Life's ego is love and we are alive.
Patience.
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I was just released this morning. I'm going to go and get arrested again tomorrow (probably night). I will not be signing the 'interim' conditions that wait for the sentencing so they are probably going to hold me until sentencing (anywheres between a couple of days to a week) and then probably get 'time served', though we shall see. Then, of course, I'll breach again.
The judge suggested that I officially appeal the case- I would suggest that each breach is an appeal.
Taxes support the mafia. Please stop paying taxes and rent.
Love,
david
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Alright. All official and stuff.
Tonight (Feb. 16th, 2005), probably around 10:00 PM, I will be breaching the 'Mischief' conviction for the 5th time. Since the sentencing for the 4th breach was the same as the 3rd (1 week) it seems the 'crown' is attempting a 'prolonging' strategy. So, to counter, it means I will no longer be signing the 'interim' conditions that exist between the arrest and the sentencing date, which means they will be holding me until sentencing (which could be anywheres between immediately to a couple of weeks- I presume less than a week). I also presume that, at least for this time, the sentencing may end up being 'time served', though, either way, I will be breaching again not longer than 1 night away. This is, again, presuming that the courts will not be treating the breach as an appeal (which would mean giving due consideration to the entire reason this is happening and giving an official ruling stating that it IS unlawful to wake peaceful sleepers on 'public access' property), in their apparent arrogance.
What may end up happening is this- not eat for 4 days; eat for 1; not eat for ?4-7 days; eat for 1; not eat for ?4-7 days; eat for 1; not eat for ?4-7 days... etc, etc.
Though, we shall see. We shall see... onward to tonight.
Patience be with us all.
David
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Again and forever, patience be with us all.
I was sentenced the day after the 5th breach. I was given 14 days, which means 10 days in jail. I did not eat for the duration, drinking about 2 cups of water a day. I lost about 15-18 pounds. The previous fast compounded this one. Am feeling quite weak. Just released this morning.
Yesterday I gave a taped telephone interview to a sister at CBC Canada. Went well. She was taken aback by the extreme and clear views about what is going on here and in the world. I don't know if or when it may be broadcast, yet.
Anyhoo, I expect I'll be breaching again either Monday or Tuesday. I'll write another update beforehand. I presume the sentence may be two weeks or more. I don't know what else they could conceive of.
I guess we'll see.
in life,
David Arthur Johnston
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Hello. I expect I will be breaching again on Monday night (it seems to be the routine) and hope to deal with it fully the next day. We'll see if there is going to be a period of holding so as to wait for a judge. I am weary of duty council. I'm not going to guess what the outcome will be.
I've written up a little thing that I will get the judge to read, if I've the opportunity. The following is a copy-
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An appeal to whomever is presiding the sentencing of my 6th breach of the court order to not return to St. Ann’s Academy, which was given as a sentence to a ‘Mischief’ conviction that occurred on Dec. 21st, 2004.
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This is not a simple breach. It is not the insult of contempt. I did not tie myself to the conviction and therefore, in my eyes, this is still the same trial.
I see that for there to be justice in my case the courts must understand that 'to act within the bounds of conscientiousness' one must give trust. I was not trusted to sleep conscientiously, so, even before the notice of a possible infraction of faith on my part, there has been a crime (spite in the name of 'property value'), therefore I should not be going to jail, but should walk free knowing full measures are being taken to address this situation.
Peace and patience to us all.
David Arthur Johnston
Journal of the Occupation of St. Ann's Academy (
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We'll see how far it get's me. Other than that... it has been a nice last couple of days. I know almost way too many good people. My digestive system has not escaped unwounded, though.
So. Love you all.
in all wonderfulness,
David
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Lighter and in good spirit.
On the 1st of this month I was sentenced to 30 days in jail (so, doing 2/3rds time, I did 20 days. I was released on Sunday morning).
The fasting did deplete me somewhat. I lost about a pound and a half a day. From 165 to 142. Was put in 'segregation' for the first 17 days, then to a general population cell with a tv (I really got to appreciating the sensory deprivation of the 'hole'- gave me lots of time to think about what I was going to do when I got out- and think about food, tasty tasty food, then remind myself of patience, read some trashy ww2 spy novel, rest, read, rest, think about food, remind self of patience, think about the future... etc, etc... repeat over and over again for 17 days, 23 hours a day. A very interesting process, all in all.
My mom came to visit me. Hadn't seen her in about 4 years. It was pretty good. My family is so fantastically magnificent that it has to make up crazy dramas just to keep itself occupied. She left me a bottle of Bailey's (purely medicinal reasons), so I've been embracing the island spirit.
As soon as I was released I had the opportunity to throw
together a little flyer thingy that I'll be flinging around for the next week
(as I intend to return to
(before I made copies I put a heart in the box on the left of the words and a 6 pointed 'star of david' on the right)
I've also had good friends distributing these around (bulletin boards and stuff)- It's been quite wonderful since I got out, really... so onward...
I wouldn't be surprised if I make one or two more updates before now and then (we'll see).
much love and blessings,
David
PS: My dreams have been really good.
(the attachment-
The
‘right to sleep’?
Stepping towards social justice.
Exposing the tyranny of the ‘crown’.
All
movement exists by the grace of God
(therefore
pride IS a lie).
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You
have no beginning.
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Patience
be with us all.
The
story, thus far: I don’t use money (as it, unavoidably, supports a prideful
construct). I sleep outside (primarily in
On January 16th, 2004, I began a campaign of occupying the grounds of St. Ann’s Academy (what is now the provincially owned offices of the Ministry of Advanced Education) in an attempt to get arrested for sleeping in a ‘public-access’ area (as there is no such thing as ‘public property’) so as to challenge the ‘crown’ and get a judge to make a ruling on the ‘right to sleep’; to make an official and public statement acknowledging that it is unlawful to wake a conscientious sleeper on ‘public access’ property. Though, instead of being given ‘due process’ (which, apparently, is a right) the powers that be intensified their ‘move-along’ tactics. Some of the more notable being the fifteen nights in city cells, 6 times being driven out of city limits, the 20 consecutive nights that the province hired a security guard with the express purpose of not letting me sleep (standing above my head with a flashlight in my face, clapping hands, saying things like “If you just hit one of us, Mr. Johnston, you would expedite the situation, etc…) and a number of blankets and a couple of very nice flutes stolen.
In mid-October I
began constructing single-sized cardboard houses (tidy and out of the way- took
about 2-3 hours to make each night- they tore it down every morning). After
about the 10th one I was inspired to remind them that I was there
and, instead of leaving it ‘as is’, I threw it all over their backyard
(inviting a littering ticket). Mayhaps, this was the catalyst that lead to the
arrest on Nov. 4th, and subsequent conviction, on Dec. 21st,
of ‘Mischief’. Telling the judge that I would not sign a condition to ‘no go
On Sunday, March 20th,
2005, I was released from jail after serving 20 days (losing 23 pounds- I do
not eat in jail) for the 6th breach of that condition. I will
be returning to
I believe this action deserved of support, though of what kind all I can say is meditating on patience brings the wisdom to maintain our true sanity.
In love and truth,
David Arthur Johnston
Journal of the
Occupation of
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I expect this will be the last update for a wee bit.
It's been pretty busy around here. Friends lent me a staple gun and staples so I could do a bunch of postering. And apparently I've good friends out there who've made copies and have been putting them around, as well.
Friends of mine have put together a website all about the 'right to sleep'. There are many video clips. It's a very engaging site. http://loveandfearlessness.com
alright- so... Monday night. Around 9:30ish PM. Should be an adventure. We'll see if the judge will accept the onus of providing justice. We'll see if the court will sacrifice the 'crown' to so as to not implicate it's self. we'll see...
in patience,
David
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Hello all.
Tomorrow, Monday, March 28th, at 1:00 PM on the
Broadcasting live, I will give a summary of what's going on
with
Maybe I'll play it like the 'crown' is listening.
anyhow... Back to work tomorrow night. Travel temperately and love freedom.
David
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So... Monday was a lot of fun. Did a radio interview at the university (it will probably get put on the http://loveandfearlessness.com website soon). The feast my friends put together went well.
The arrest for the breach of the 'no go' condition happened last night at about 10:00 PM. I was released from custody Tuesday (today) afternoon after signing an UTA (undertaking to appear) to not go back to St. Ann's until, at least, the 25th of April, where I will then return to the courthouse to tell a judge that I am not going to plea anything- then they will treat it as a 'not-guilty' plea. Hopefully not longer than a month away from that there will be a trial where I will be presenting evidence and maybe have a witness or two to present the argument that the 'Mischief' charge would never have happened if the 'crown' were to give 'due process'. I expect the charge will be 'stayed', though we shall see...
In the meantime I will be campaigning as much as I can- we'll see what can be come up with...
Thank you and love you all. Patience brings success. It's not far now, please hold on a bit more. Thank you.
David
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Good day, all. Long time no updatey.
Many many crazy interesting things have gone on in the last few weeks. Firstly, though, the business at hand.
I went into court this morning with my lawyer (William Geimer- a, seemingly, competent and genuine fellow) and told the court that we wanted an 'arraignment' hearing in two weeks- this is so the 'crown' can find someone familiar with the case, to finish off with it. It is also a chance for my lawyer to begin questioning those involved (police, security companies, province and maybe the 'crown')- he also wanted time to figure out how many witnesses we may be calling. I did suggest that the particulars of the torture did not NEED to be followed, as the first offence was that the 'crown' did not give 'due process' in the first place.
Giving the court one last chance to enact justice, I remember prudence. So, on May 9th (two weeks) at 1:30 PM, probably in courtroom #101 the plea of 'no plea' will be entered and a trial date set- which my lawyer suggests will be within 4-6 weeks (mid-June).
I also might be getting arrested later today for sitting with a sign--- we'll see where that goes.
anyhoo...
love you all.
David
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Re-cap and new info-
The 'arraignment' is on May the 9th at 1:30 PM. It is there that I will plea (a non-plea) and my lawyers and their's can give the court an estimate on how long the trial will be (based on what kinds of evidence needs to be shown, witnesses and lines of questioning, etc...). Then we'll get a trial date which my lawyer suggests will not be more than 4 to 6 weeks (mid to later June).
There is a good man, an Anglican priest (which is very interesting because the paradox that exists cannot be indefinite. Re: my success means the revealing of the corruption of the 'crown', which is the head of the Anglican Church) who has shown great interest in helping the best he can. So... is he a very good spy and this is all an elaborate set-up to distract or is there about to be a revolution within the Anglican hierarchy?... We shall see... He's offered the use of his computers and suggested having a contingent of priests at the trial... I told him the greatest support is going to be needed for after the trial- the tent-city is going to be a most beautiful battle ground.
... and I got to dance like a mad dervish on 'Earth-day'.
... and I didn't get arrested for sitting at the Causeway- They seem to just be asking me to move my sign and I tell them no, then they go away. We'll see what happens with that...
... when I was in jail I had a dream where
anyhoo.
Patience and love.
Apparently the campaign begins May 9th, 2005.
David
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Much further away then I was expecting/hoping. Maybe I am
completely weak and insane. Maybe it would be best for me to be absolutely
shunned. This takes so much. I will be seeing it through, of that, please, have
no doubt. The night after the trial I will be at a tent-city or I will be back
at
The trial date is September 23rd, 2005, in courtroom #202 at 2:00 PM. I beg, wish me patience.
I will be approaching my new Anglican priest friend to see if the hall at his church could possibly be used to hold something like a pot-luck/forum on the 'Right to Sleep' (we'll see what can be done with the 'queen's' picture that guards the front entrance). When I have more information I will be putting together a flyer (I presume)... so until then...
I hope you all are well.
This trial signifies an end of this campaign. For something so important I can wait 4 months. 4 months is not long to wait for an assurance of the court's intent- though, who knows, maybe the court's intent will become articulatably obvious before then... who knows? Apparently, 'across the board' prohibition IS fascism.
in peace and adventurous life-long mental ninja battles with myself (who is 'all life', too),
patience is with us all,
me
David
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Hello and good day to us all. I have no doubt that patience is with us.
The rector of St. Saviour's Anglican Church, Father Antonio
Osorio, has graciously volunteered his church's Parish Hall (located at 310
Henry St, Victoria, BC- going towards Esquimalt, across the Johnson St. bridge,
then first right after the skateboarding park, then about 1 block, on the left)
to host a pot-luck for those concerned with the 'Right to Sleep'. On Friday,
June 17th, 2005, starting around 5 or 6 PM, we will gather to discuss what to
do about the suppression of our 'right to sleep'. There will be speakers. There
will be video clips (as we've booked a digital projector).
I believe it to be a natural phenomenon, that when right is not given it will be taken. Embracing patience, this process will maintain peacefulness.
Nearer the beginning of June there will be a flyer made up to announce this pot-luck. I hope to see y'all there.
in perpetuum,
David
PS: If any have problems with the queen, don't worry, her picture was taken down from the entrance to the church.
St. Saviour's Anglican Church- http://www.onlineeditingsystems.com/StSaviours
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Hello and good day, all.
I've written up a flyer for the potluck. It is the following, with prominent words accentuated.
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This is a flyer for this POTLUCK my friends and I are having
for people concerned with the RIGHT TO SLEEP (or more to the point, under the
government that people pay taxes to, the lack of it). On Friday, June 17th,
2005, at St. Saviour's Parish Hall (1 block down from your first right after
the skateboarding park, going towards Esquimalt from downtown
This is made possible by the generosity of the rector of St. Saviour's, as he's volunteered the space, by passionate friends that see this is about everyone's freedom, and by you, the bringers of little bits of tasty food that amount to a giant feast when put all together.
I think it may be fun. Please come take issue and enjoy fellowship. Thank you.
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Contact email (me- David Arthur Johnston)- Hatrackman@Yahoo.com
Interactive documentary on the 'Right to Sleep'- http://loveandfearlessness.com
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yup- that's it.
So, I would imagine I'll wrangle up as many copies as I can and start posting them anywhere conscientiousness dictates in a mad media blitz that will put the 'pros' to shame.
other than that- have I mentioned that i was arrested for writing chalk (soapstone, actually, even less durable than chalk) on the sidewalk on Yates and Government. They held me for 6 hours then released me. For some reason it seems that when one is not afraid to be prosecuted the accusers are less willing to prosecute (sometimes resorting to 'dark' activities)- it's like a sort of torturous 'diplomatic immunity'... anyhoo.
Things continue. The http://loveandfearlessness.com website has been wonderful and evolving.
The potluck might be very cool- I look forward to it.
alright.
have good days
me
david
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It looks like everything is a 'go'. I imagine there will be more than ten people coming... I think maybe even a few more, as we seem to have a natural ability to promote this). Friend's have put together a documentary that they seem quite satisfied with and we'll have (at least) a TV and dvd player to watch it with, if not a digital projector that may magically manifest itself...?
I'll be writing up (hopefully the only flyer following will be the one for the 'remembering freedom worldwide party' which probably not be too long following) one last flyer for the trial on Sept. 23rd and hope to have a few to pass out at the potluck- it will (I presume) outline where my lawyer and I stand and maybe an indication of how serious the PCC is taking us.
I think maybe I've had some dreams about this night. I would have everyone, by chance or fate, come.
in patience and freedom,
David
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Hello and sorry I didn't get back right after the potluck (that happened last Friday 17th).
It went so well. About 20 people showed up, from many corners, bringing a large meal consisting of many wonderful and delicious foods. Antonio (the rector of St. Saviour's) suggested we do it again mid-July, concentrating on getting as many 'community leaders' to attend. I will get more info soon, I'm sure. The documentary was to the point and entertaining.... it was a very nice night... It made me very happy- lots of good things said and lots of productive 'networking'. My lawyer gave a very articulate description of what was possible (in determining the 'right to sleep') though legal means.
I wrote up a flyer to give away for it- I'll P.S. it (a good copy can also be found at- http://www.angelfire.com/apes/hatrackman/lasttrial.htm )
Anyhoo... where ever any of you may be, you're ready for a trip to the island. the next potluck, I presume strongly, will be heightenedly productive (as i trust this is exactly how to dethrone tyrants and reestablish freedom).
There has also been a new website put up that ties with the last one- http://therighttosleep.com .
love you all.
To justice. To peace. Patience be with us all.
love,
David Arthur Johnston
PS:
How YOU can
help determine the RIGHT TO SLEEP
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First and foremost think on patience because the task
at hand is monumental. Seemingly, not something that petitions, nor
politicians, are going to remedy. The root of the problem lies in the ‘crown’s’
inability to presume innocence (indicated
by it’s sanction of ‘across the board’ prohibition).
As it stands, it is illegal to sleep outside on public
access properties (there is no
such thing as ‘public property’) and anyone
who does so faces the indignation of the system of governing that people pay
taxes to (it is interesting to
note that this system apparently would rather not prosecute those who’re not
afraid to be prosecuted. Relying, instead, on tactics of abuse and torture).
After almost a year and a half of campaigning to have
the RIGHT TO SLEEP determined (to
have a provincial judge acknowledge that a person can sleep and be
conscientious simultaneously and therefore make a ruling that on all
provincially ‘owned’ public access properties it is lawful to act as a
conscientious member of the public may), one
conviction and seven breaches later we’ve come to a head. On Sept. 23rd, 2005
in courtroom #202 (BC Provincial courts,
Some ideas for what you can do:
-spread the news.
-help by simply showing up at the trial and other ‘like’
events.
-support those who can act where you may not be able to.
-acknowledge the corruption of the ‘crown’ and pull support
from it.
-humbly and politely give no authority to the police (not
fearing prosecution or death).
-desire justice, meditate on patience and follow your own
inspirations.
-and when the tent-cities bloom love them, cause a lot of
deluded people are going to hate them and they, sometimes, may seem, very much,
like the front lines of a war... thank goodness for patience...
It is good. Have no worry because each of our sanities
is dictated to by our acknowledgement of truth (A.K.A. persistent belief in a lie makes one crazy). This is why good always wins. Patience be with us
all.
For more info contact me (David Arthur
Johnston) at- Hatrackman@Yahoo.com
Journal of the Occupation of
Interactive Documentary on the ‘Right to
Sleep’- http://loveandfearlessness.com
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quick quick
good day all. blessings all round.
All things remain on schedule. I've been telling people I'm
confident that there will be a tent-city on or before Sept. 23rd (maybe at
The next potluck is set for July 29th, 2005. Padre Antonio seems passionate about getting many community leaders and such to attend so this one may be a bit bigger than the last. I'll do up a flyer soon, within the next week, I presume.
Other than that- things have been adventurous here. I seem to be, more and more, grooving to the inevitable is-ness- having less and less concern for any want of control I am being blessed with knowing what it is to be an actual real live wizard- so it's been pretty cool, actually. Apparently, 'the times they are a'changin'.
Patience be with us all.
David
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Good day and blessings.
I've done up a new flyer for the upcoming potluck on the 29th. I'll put it below in rough form and the link will be operational not long after (you will be able to find it at http://www.angelfire.com/apes/hatrackman/potluck2.htm ).
here it is (The flyer essentially is just an article with accentuated lettering. ex. the word 'POTLUCK' is the largest font- you'll see what I'm talking about when I make it into it's webpage- it's centered and has a double line border)-
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You're beautiful and everything is all chill and wonderful. That said, apparently the 'crown' is a tyrant that, in having no clue how to presume innocence, harasses, brutalizes and terrorizes those who would be so childishly uppity as to think they have the right to sleep conscientiously on public access property (there is no such thing as 'public property').
Steps have been taken to remedy this incongruity.
A POTLUCK and 'Right to Sleep' information night has been scheduled for July 29th, 2005, at 6:00 PM. It will be held at St. Saviour's Parish Hall (a rebel Anglican church), 310 Henry Street- 1 block down from your first right after the skateboarding park, going towards Esquimalt from downtown Victoria via the Johnson Street Bridge.
The queen might want to be stepping down off her throne as we may need it for firewood.
Peace and Patience be with us all.
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Contact me (David Arthur Johnston) for more info- Hatrackman@Yahoo.com
Interactive Documentary on the 'Right to Sleep'- http://www.loveandfearlessness.com
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that's it.
After making over a hundred copies I noticed that I didn't give the day- which is Friday.
We'll probably be showing the same documentary (with a couple of edits, maybe) with a nifty digital projector thingy... cool.
anyhoo.
later skaters
hope to see you there... what an excellent reason to come visit the island...
cheers and love,
David
PS: thought you could get away without any brainwashing, eh? We'll don't count on it- All motion is a singular lifeform. there ya go- k- travel wells,
me
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The potluck fulfilled preconceptions of success. Much fun. It was cool and chill, listened to the 'Be Good Tanyas' and munched on real soul food (kick ass stuff, really). Showed the short documentary on a large screen, then had a good moment of articulating well (enjoying a moment of good seriousness- pointing out the shame of contentment with any fear).
Apparently, Antonio has asked us back to show the documentary to his parishioners (Sunday at 10:00 AM, St. Saviour's). They may take interest in the fact that the head of the Anglican Church is a fraud... we'll see if it comes up...
anyhoo, I don't expect to be writing, that much, until the trial, so, until next time, may you see the inherent nature of all 'disharmony'.
Patience be with us all.
David
PS: There is a Rainbow Gathering happening up near a place called Gold River, running from August 10th to the 25th (full moon is on the 19th). I might check it out- might be important.
PPS: I was also arrested at the harbour for doing my thing.
Sitting with a sign that has a 'no money' symbol and says- "Fate is
absolute (pride is crazy. We follow inspiration, we don't make 'choices').
Patience transcends doubt." No charges, of course. Apparently, the Harbour
Authority is going to try to pull a '
k- have good days,
me
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Hello and good day, all. Many many strange adventures. At
the behest of my lawyer I've put together a chronological list of encounters
with courts and police on having do do with the occupation of
There IS going to be a tent-city on September 23rd, 2005,
and it may very well be at
Patience be with us all- here is the 'police and court encounters' list-
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police and court
encounters-
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Sunday, Jan.
25th, 2004- held for 5 days without pleading- charges dropped (I don't remember
the charge).
Not far after
Feb. 1st, 2004- arrested for obstruction of justice and assault by trespass.
Trial set for March 25th, 2004. (I breached this UTA and it was dropped- I
figure I'm learning).
Friday, March
5th, 2004- trial confirmation- 'crown' stays the assault by trespass.
March 25th, 2004-
'crown' stays the obstruction of justice.
Friday March
26th, 2004- throw me in back of car, and release me in front of police station.
Sunday, March
28th, 2004- arrested for contravening the 'Properties Control and Management
Bylaw No. 416(2)'... released without conditions and told to be in court for
the 30th of April (when I showed for that there was no record of my need to be
there).
Monday, March
29th, 2004- arrested for Assault by trespass (they try to get me to sign a
condition to not sleep on any private property in Victoria- I refuse and they
release me with charges dropped).
Tuesday, March
30th, 2004- arrested for breach of peace, released in morning.
Wednesday, March
31st, 2004- arrested for breach of peace, released in morning.
Thursday, April
1st, 2004- police come, then leave.
Thursday, April
15th, 2004- security guard tells me the 'crown' has no intention of arresting
me.
Friday, April
16th, 2004- (maybe the night preceding) Arrested for breach of peace, released
in morning.
Friday, April
23rd, 2004- (maybe the preceding night) the first night for the 'not letting me
sleep' security guards.
Sunday, April
25th, 2004- police take my flutes and blankets, no ticket or badge numbers.
Sunday, May 9th,
2004- arrested for 'breaching a condition' for a charge that had been dropped.
Charge was cleared and I was released.
Tuesday, May
11th, 2004- arrested for breach of peace, release very early.
Friday, May 14th,
2004- arrested for breach of peace, released in morning.
Saturday, May
15th, 2004- arrested for Assault by Trespass', charge changed to breach of
peace, released in morning.
Monday, May 17th,
2004- police came in morning, arrested me and dropped me off outside of city
limits (past the
Tuesday, May
18th, 2004- arrested for breach of peace, released in morning.
Wednesday, May
19th, 2004- police come in morning, 'arrest' me (no rights reading or
anything)- cuffs on- drive out to the Town and Country Mall (about a 40 minute
walk away) which is outside of city limits and drop me off- they suggested that
next time they will take me out to the Malahat (a highway far out of town-
maybe about 20KM away).
Monday, May 24th,
2004- police came in morning, arrested me and dropped me off outside of city
limits (past the
Saturday, May
29th, 2004- police are called and say they are not responding.
Friday, July 9th,
2004- police come, arrest me, then drop me off at
Sunday, July
11th, 2004- get a police driven tour of Dallas Road (ocean side) to a golf
course (where Dallas road turns towards Oak Bay), and a pleasant walk back on a
clear starry night.
Wednesday, August
4th, 2004- police came and found me and my friend getting ready to sleep- in as
much condescending and presumptive stance they could be in they 'arrested' us
for 'breach of peace' and drove us out to Shelburne and Lansdowne (SP?) (about
an hour's walk back).
Friday, September
10th, 2004- friend and I are sleeping, police come at request of security, then
leave, leaving us there.
Tuesday, November
4th, 2004- Arrested for 'Assault by Trespass', next morning charge changes to
'Mischief' (due to my inspiration to get arrested for anything A.K.A. spreading
cardboard house around their backyard). Plea date set for Nov. 19th.
Friday, November
19th, 2004- trial set for Dec. 21st. trial confirmation on Dec. 8th.
Wednesday,
December 8th, 2004- all ducks in row for the trial.
Tuesday, December
21st, 2004- plead not guilty to the Mischief. Found guilty. Sentenced to
conditions (a no go to
Tuesday, December
21st, 2004- arrested for breaching the condition of the conviction. Signed UTA
(Undertaking To Appear: an agreement to not to back to
Wednesday,
December 29th, 2004- found guilty of breach, sentenced to 1 day in jail (5
hours in court cells).
Wednesday, December
29th, 2004- 2nd arrest for breaching condition of conviction. Released in
morning after signing a UTA to return to plea on the 6th of January (2005).
Thursday, January
6th, 2005- plead guilty. Sentencing day on January 13th.
Thursday, January
13th, 2005- sentenced to 3 days in jail (1 day- re: 2/3rds time for good
behaviour).
Sunday, January
16th, 2005- 3rd arrest for breaching condition of conviction. Signed UTA to
return on Jan. 21st.
Friday, January
21st, 2005- sentenced to 7 days in jail (4 days).
Thursday, January
27th, 2005- arrested for 4th breach of condition of sentence. Signed UTA to
return for Feb. 11th.
Friday, February
11th, 2005- sentenced to 7 days in jail (4 days).
Wednesday,
February 16th, 2005- arrested for 5th breach of condition of sentence.
Sentenced the next day with 14 days in jail (10 days).
Monday, February
28th, 2005- arrested for 6th breach of condition of the conviction. Sentenced
next morning to 30 days in jail (20 days).
Monday, March
28th, 2005- arrested for 7th breach of condition of conviction. Signed UTA to
not return at least until April 25th.
Monday, April
25th, 2005- plea date set for May 9th.
Monday, May 9th,
2005- trial date set for September 23rd, 2005. trial confirmation date set for
August 23rd.
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yup
other than that...
have good travels and good dreams
this mask,
David Arthur Johnston
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Hello. I believe I have something important to say. Please hear me.
Patience be with us all. Have no concern whether this makes sense or not, just be happy that patience has already been suggested.
Patience is a phenomenon that seems to have gained life, I think even to a literal degree. Consider that we only become afraid or angry because we don't know what else to to. Now consider having every moment of doubt inspiring the word patience to cross your thought. Now consider that it is too late for you to unread this.
There is a POTLUCK this coming Thursday (September the 22nd) at St. Saviour's Parish Hall (310 Henry Street- if you're going towards Esquimalt on Esquimalt Rd turn right on Catherine Street and go down two blocks). There will be a documentary shown regarding the right to sleep (or lack thereof) and what's being done to assert it (because apparently we don't got it).
Please come. It will be fun and very important (as, on leaving, you will understand how the 'crown' is a tyrant).
Namaste and good day.
David Arthur Johnston
PS: Please let everyone know.
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Trial happened- judge will give ruling on Oct. 26th, which
means the condition of the last UTA (the piece of paper that I signed to have
them not hold me until trial) stands. So I'm not going back to
Three tents this morning- two were taken down to be put up again tonight- one stayed because I think someone was still sleeping, though just had a report that there was a cop van parked right beside it on the grass- some maybe there might be a casualty. Hopes of more tents tonight.
I and a few others went to the top of Beacon Hill and set up
a couple tents, though half way through the night those tents went down to
support the
Anyhoo, I'm tired and need to meditate, so have good days and if you like freedom come here now.
cheers
enjoy,
David Arthur Johnston
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Hello all. Just got an email from my lawyer saying that the next court day has been changed to TUESDAY OCTOBER 25TH AT 1400 IN COURT 101 instead of October 26th.
There has been so much. Things have been busy. Apparently all the cops came then left- apparently the crown has given instructions to not arrest- so the police started with instigation tactics and found that they didn't work- apparently, autonomy is an unprecedented phenomenon budding right now. 3 nights so far. You can come get some sleep. You can come get some food. You can come experience autonomy (almost autonomy- as I won't go on the grounds until my condition is lifted).
This freakin' thing has a life of it's own. Come and check it out.
in breath and laughter,
David
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Good day all.
Tent-city thriving to the chagrin of the province. The Provincial Capital Commission attempted to get an injunction on Friday (yesterday) and the court is reserving it's verdict in this until Monday. People seem to not see any difference between getting arrested for 'Assault by Trespass', 'Obstruction of Justice' or 'contempt of a court order' while being on the grounds of St. Ann's as it will only mean an arrest for asserting the 'right to sleep'; an arrest for not adhering to a corrupt governing body that claims due process is a right yet doesn't give it.
It would be nice if the courts would look on the other side
of the matter and acknowledge the criminal behaviour of the PCC and order it to
begin reparations by relinquishing the entire
anyhoo, I continue to not step on the grounds, honouring the condition to wait until my trial process is over- an interesting dynamic. It seems I'm only needed to return on October 25th, otherwise just suggesting patience from the sidelines--- it is good that I'm not there right now. It shows that it is not about me, which is good because I'm tired of talking about myself.
k
love you all
patience be with us all
David Arthur Johnston
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'OPERATION: Dancing God' rolls onto it's 13th or 14th day
and proceeds as it only can. Big magic starting at 11:00 AM today (Wednesday,
Oct. 5th, 2005) with a lunch being put on by the people living at
There is a good article in today's Times Colonist (a Vic. paper- on the net) in the Capital section.
We'll see what happens- I intend to go back no later than Oct. 25th... we shall see...
OOh, ya- There is also a screening of the documentary at St.
Saviour's (
k
love,
David Arthur Johnston
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OK
1 person was arrested for not adhering to the injunction. Everyone else moved across the street to a little park (across Blanshard) to set up and wait for the next injunction (if that is going to be the case). It's nice that I get to stay with people now, actually slept a bit longer than usual, feeling noticeably more secure.
Though, I still remain under the impression that I will
return to
It's growing and seems cannot be stopped conventionally by the tactics of the 'crown' and the city. Moment of unprecedentedness has occurred.
cheers and come down- if you're a stranger to any general sense of community come and see the one that you've always been a part of yet have been deceived into thinking it didn't even exist.
k-ciao
me,
David
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Pretty freaking amazing. Over 30 tents (and growing fast), a kitchen, a tire swing and a straight swing, a bunch of very strong angels and many dancing lessons.
Admittedly, it is getting congested and the road is currently a bit close and noisy. We will find more appropriate land to settle in for the winter- a place for toilets and a burning barrel... and the ability to sleep without overlapping conversations throughout the night.
in the simple strength that falls the world's entire prideful acceptance,
David
PS: have no plan and respond, always, in patience- this is the way of Heaven.
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k
The tent-city is going to be served another injunction on
Monday, Oct. 17th at 10:00 AM. I don't know yet if they are going to arrest
immediately or say they'll be back in a day. What makes this interesting,
though, is that the teacher's union is having a demonstration starting at 11:00
AM at
So- MONDAY at 10:00 AM- much fun and adventure at the tent-city.
MONDAY at 11:00 AM- general strike starting at
k
love you all- the 'city' is beautiful- got a nice tent- got sleep- miracle after miracle.
k
ciao,
me
David Arthur Johnston
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Well... the unavoidably inevitable invulnerability continues. Pretty cool, actually. Had a loud obnoxious raging drunk guy get angry at loud obnoxious crystal meth guys- he charged threateningly and was turned by a fellow who, not knowing what else to do, relied on violence (drunk guy got a gash in the neck from a hammer blow). The news and papers and police are loving it. They're under the impression that the actions of one are justification to condemn a group- they will find it doesn't work like that.
Also- lawyers having fun- last night a group of about 12 law students came to get as many affidavits as possible so as to have something to defend with against the injunction application. Was a bit of an event- gave us something to do. Apparently, the police are slated to come Thursday night or Friday morning or something... just more of the same, really.
Seems I have a radio interview on Saturday for an 'anarchist
morning show' 10-12. Broadcast out of
me,
David Arthur Johnston
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2:00 PM tomorrow (October 25th, 2005) I'm supposed to find out the verdict for the trial that happened on Sept. 23rd. I conject much on the outcome- I don't think I'm going to jail... we'll see about that, though. Whatever happens the court's stance on the 'crown's' use of torture will be officially brought to light.
The Corporation of the City of
The radio interview (with
anyhoo... hope I'm writing another update tomorrow.
and again and again and always and forever- we shall see...
in the ultimately efficient nature of love working it's consciousness through the phenomenon of patience,
me
David Arthur Johnston
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ok...
I was found guilty and told to return Friday (Oct. 28th) at 2:00 PM for sentencing. My lawyer did well and I suspect that I will not only not be going to jail but the PCC may be facing criminal charges (to some degree).
The injunction application was defended well and the judge for that will be giving his conclusion tomorrow (Wed. Oct. 26th) at 2:00 PM. Very compelling- making me wary to conject too much as the judge considers ordering the city to assist us while we wait for the camp lawyers to proceed with their charter challenge... we shall see.
so... as we perpetually step into the future may we enjoy.
in earnest,
David Arthur Johnston
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OK.
Yesterday morning (Friday) police came and stole whatever stuff that people couldn't carry- then apparently, because we had no more stuff we weren't violating the injunction so there were no arrests.
At 2:00 PM Friday I was sentenced to a conditional sentence (ridiculous- community hours and such)- I refused to sign- they held me- asked if I would sign again- I refused again- then they released me anyway saying that the conditions still stood- so I am in contravenance of my probation right now as I did not report immediately to a probation officer after my release. Apparently, I may be arrested anytime, now.
The tent-city has migrated to the court house lawn (on Quadra and Courtney)- a few large tarps, 4-5 tents and the kitchen sink. Police came last night to say that they would be back in the morning to give tickets and steal stuff- they said 7 AM. One truck drove around at about 9:30 AM. They're trying to read our intentions, and we, theirs. It is a prime location- in their face, between a cathedral and the court house- we recognise that the tent-city will not evolve past a certain point as long as we are the target of this naive fascism that pretends to rule this town. So, we bring the fight to them. Patience be with us all.
Anyhoo, I'm at the library and am anxious to get back, so... love you all- this IS a cause with true purpose and people begin to see.
Viva la sleepers.
Good day and blessings,
David Arthur Johnston
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Let's see...
I was arrested for 'Obstruction of Justice' yesterday, released agreeing to return to court December 29th (no conditions). 2 others were arrested for 'Assault by Trespass' and released with the same return date. The camp was attacked by police. Big media hoo-ha. People are tired.
My lawyer will be beginning the appeal process tomorrow (for
the mischief breach condition breach). In the meantime I've intention of
returning to
The 'fundamental principle of justice' suggests there is an absolute truth. The rule of law suggests truth is arguable. This is the Canadian constitution. Does a society have the right to be spiteful, ever? People think that if a person 'chose' to not comply with the status quo that they condemn themself. I say have pity on those who think acceptable a status quo that would see parks protected from sleepers by assholes that steal and brutalize. This is where we are at. If the cure is to stop paying taxes will you? If the cure lies in the understanding that you do not have the right to be afraid will you meditate on that suggestion? If the cure lies in the complete fall of the Canadian government will you step up at all cost knowing anything less is contentment with hellish fascism?
The tax payers are directly responsible for the maintaining of this insanity. May we forgive them, even when they continue to shit on us. Patience be with us all.
in fate and patience,
David Arthur Johnston
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I empathize with our sympathies. I will talk to you knowing, however much I love you, that you have no right to be afraid. Pride's mind would not stop raping until all life is dead. To ignore the fact that pride is an atrocity is to invite Hell; is to allow fear and anger have common purchase (when they need not).
Your precious Queen does not care unless you bow down. Your rents and taxes are paying the world's vampires, maintaining a world bent on destruction. Where we don't even get the pleasure of eternal slavery, but complete death of all life on Earth.
I don't want you to 'choose' peace because I know we don't make choices. My inspiration comes from the want and hope to inspire you, because all these things I have been saying are true; because 'anarchy' is the code word for the world of glorious efficient trust and it is upon us.
May we all grab the first integrity. Apparently, we are not made to destroy ourselves. The nest of patience is where 'Shiva' lives, with the ability to have infinite conversations at once.
... and- spent 8 days in jail, charged with time served for breaching the breach- got out- going to get the conditions stayed until the official appeal (on March 6th, 2006).
This Friday Friday Friday St. Saviour's is hosting a 'homelessness' forum (6:30 PM I think). Mayoral candidates and Mayor invited, we'll see who shows.
Don't worry, every thing is under control- the 'Creation' IS 'Creator'.
yup.
Have good days,
me
David
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Actually, everything is magic. Any thing with the ability to inspire awe has in it something called 'mana'. Even a pen on a table can remind people of the highest truth (the one we desperately push aside as 'wishy-washy neo-cult psycho-babble'- that the infinite construct in which we reside is, in itself, singular and under a rule of consequence- that the 'now' now is determined by the 'now' before... fate, essentially, that all motion is, always will and always has been destined to be the only thing it could ever be. A.K.A. it's all just God undulating in itself--- there is no good and evil, just God, and that's good).
Knowing this we need not be afraid. When we're not afraid we can objectively consider that the government actually is the mafia and respond with efficient, courageous, and wise love.
If the only thing this (the forsaking of pride and money) does to your psyche is scratch the surface that that is enough- it is highly contagious, the more it is fought the faster it spreads.
May any who claim to be 'Christian' step out of the delusion of the church and simply consider why Jesus said, 'Be not proud.'
in humility (clear sight),
David Arthur Johnston
Hatrackman@Yahoo.com
Home page- http://www.angelfire.com/apes/hatrackman
PS: Tent-cities need tents and multiple people not afraid to be arrested. On the 19th of November we will see if we have a new mayor to deal with- it would be nice.
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Got the particulars of the undertaking I signed to be
released until the appeal (which happens March 8th, 2006--- not sure what
time). It's what can be expected- a 'No Go' to
We may, very well, have a new location spotted for the tent-city. We don't know for sure, though it is federal land. We will set up when it's time with whatever equipment that we have. We are always ready to accept more supplies (tarps, blankets, rope, poles, burning barrel, food, tea, ideas... etc... anything you could imagine we might need that you have and don't need).
I did have a dream where there was a tent-city on Beacon Hill and there was a raging ranting guy- then there were other obnoxious drunks- I carried on past the tent-city to the top of the hill and proceeded to yell and scream in frustration- the yelling turned from just loudness to screaming the word 'Ja' over and over again- then there seemed to be a few bears scattered around (hopefully representative of the strong serious ones giving us their attention). That said- Ideally we would not like to move until we have at least 10 people not afraid of being arrested. We have more than a couple now and open to as many as possible. How do YOU convince people that the 'right to sleep' is synonymous to freedom?
I predict we will be initiating within 7 days.
in honour, work, and dance,
David Arthur Johnston
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Ultimately, the target is NOT a tent-city. The target is the mass realisation of fate, as that is the key to objective fearlessness. The problem a lot of people have with fate is that it transcends the idea of 'individuality'... well that's just too bad- nobody gets to be original as far as this is concerned. Deal with it. You want to help the movement of righteousness and justice? Stop thinking you're making choices because you are supremely fooling yourself. Your every thought has been destined to be the only thing it could ever be. You (your ego) is not the originator of anything. Deal with it.
There will be no stepping towards freedom if people are determined to hold on to the lie of 'free-will'. This is not a 'David trying to start a cult' thing, I'm just lucky enough to have a simple truth obvious in my head. This is about freedom and justice for the entire planet. There is an absolute truth and off it is measured 'right'. You do not have the 'right' to believe in a lie. Pride could be said to be the only lie as it is the thinking that the 'ego' is an originator of things. When you understand that you can know what not to support. Now ask yourself how far you would go in not supporting a lie. Will you put yourself in a position where holding on to the truth means your death? Means greatest discomfort? The persecution of all your family and loved ones?
Life is a fantastic adventure. Live it. We need people not afraid of getting arrested for asserting the right to sleep. Will you help this motion? Will you get behind this?
The name '
Be here now.
in love,
David Arthur Johnston
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Sunday, December 4th, noon at
Ideally, as many people as possible not afraid to be arrested would be best. I would remind people that the 'crown' has no authority beyond the ability to brutalize and torture. I would chastise the taxpayers for naively supporting such a system- it would be better to abandon any endeavour that requires money to simply just not use money anymore. The tent-city doesn't need a book written about it- it needs people not afraid of getting arrested; competent people not afraid of telling obnoxious drunks that they are being obnoxious.
Food Not Bombs may be there, though if you've the opportunity to bring high energy food that might be a good idea.
I'm doing this, alone if need be. Things have gotten ridiculously out of hand- we're destroying the planet and standing complacently aside while the 'crown' rapes the psyches of any who do not fit the status quo of taxes and rent while the entire time having no clue as to the root of the 'fundamental principle of justice' (which implies that there is an absolute truth). There is no such thing as a 'first world country', and this we will all find out soon enough.
in fate, anarchy, and war,
David Arthur Johnston
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Good day all.
So... Sunday at noon a few (20-30) people met at
Went in front of a judge this afternoon and signed conditions to be released until the 'plea date' (Monday, Dec. 12th), where I will be pleading 'no contest' (as my accusor is a fraud). The conditions were something... the first one is usual- see a bail supervisor upon release (which I did- I'll find out soon if I'm going to be signing in with any regularity) and the second condition is: "Do nothing to aid, abet or promote any breach of the peace and comply with all directions of any peace Officer or Bylaw Officer."
Regardless of that last condition I am tired and need to reflect, anyway. I have two trial dates now (one to be found out and one on March 8th).
I have no doubt that no ego or corporation is the originator of anything; that no ego or corporation is responsible for anything ever- this being the case we find that, across the board, there is no excuse for resentment or spite, and in knowing this we can shine for those who do not know.
The fundamental answer to solving the seeming disharmony in the world resides in understanding why pride is a sin. Until that is understood, en mass, there will be no peace.
The 'crown' is a fraud as it is in perpetual violation of the 'principle of fundamental justice'. Until it (the 'crown') recognizes the sin of pride it would be best for all people to no longer give it any authority.
Tomorrow night (Tuesday) there is a Homelessness Forum at the James Bay Community Centre. I think it starts around 6 or 7. It may be quite informative.
in peace,
David Arthur Johnston
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Good day.
This morning I plead 'not-guilty' to two charges of 'Obstruction of Justice' (one for the courthouse lawn fiasco on Oct. 29th and one for Dec. 4th when I put wood in the burning barrel).
The courthouse lawn obstruction charge will be heard January 9th, 2006.
The burning barrel obstruction will have a trial confirmation on Jan. 17th then the trial will be February 17th, 2006.
There was also a discrepancy- Simon and Sarah were arrested for Assault by Trespass at the Courthouse lawn and were given orders to appear on Dec. 29th. Not long after Sarah checked into the matter to confirm her appearance date and could not find it, as if it mysteriously vanished... in the particulars that I've just received it said that Sarah's and Simon's return date was December 22nd. I know what it looks like but of course it could not be- the 'crown' flailingly incompetent... No! I can't believe it.
So, we'll see what happens between here and there. Until then, may everyone be inspired to want truth more than the conventions of comfort (including myself).
in the peace found when realizing no one is at fault (and therefore no reason to waste time with resentment),
in the joy of not having used money for 2 years and 5 months (may you come to your senses and destroy yours),
David Arthur Johnston
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Merry Christmas all. I trust all are well and living their adventures. May every stress just remind us of patience.
So... tomorrow we will find out about Sarah's and Simon's 'Assault by Trespass' charges (from the courthouse lawn- late October).
On January 9th, 2006, at 9:30 AM in Courtroom #202 I will be facing an 'Obstruction of Justice' charge (for standing on a tarp a cop was trying to take, at the courthouse lawn). I've plead 'not-guilty' and will be representing myself. My defence being that the scenario, itself, was prompted by the corruption of the 'crown' (in it's inability to presume innocence reeks havoc upon the weak and downtrodden; that in violation of the fundamental principle of justice it ignores the fact of pride being a sin)- that the actions of the police were not a reasonable response and the stepping on the tarp was reasonable in the assertion of justice; interjecting myself so as to hold a crime accountable. We'll see how it goes.
My wish list for justice would be- a stay of this obstruction charge, my friends' 'Assault by Trespass' charges that they received on the Courthouse lawn, a stay of the other obstruction charge, mayhaps a word sent to support staying the 7th breach appeal, all injunctions made to inhibit sleeping made null, an acknowledgement that conscientious sleeping is allowed in any and all 'public access' areas in this court's jurisdiction, that within this court's jurisdiction on all 'crown' agencies remove all promotion of the word 'pride' (cop cars 'proudly serving' and all that), a retroactive word of support for the notion of 'tent-city'. Just a few suggestions, I'm sure I could think of more.
... and... there is a really good article in Monday Magazine today. Please excuse any self-edification because it is an interview with me- a lot of good things were said.
anyhoo.
love you all (yes, even you).
in community,
David Arthur Johnston
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Good day all.
So, tomorrow... ah yes. I always seem to enjoy the idea that the future has already happened. Tomorrow (JANUARY 9TH, 2006) at 9:30 AM COURTROOM #202 there will be a trial for 'Obstruction of Justice'. If the judge adheres to the fundamental principles of justice I will be found not guilty- my case is solid and precedent setting. I would not have found myself stepping on that tarp- the cops would not have been there, heck, the tent-city would not have even been there if the 'crown' wasn't corrupt. I will be making the 'crown's' corruption evident to the judge, superceding all past precedent (the rule of law) because the 'fundamental principles of justice' cannot be altered.
I've been reading a lot of strategy and martial arts books and have found a name for the strategy I've been undertaking- continuing to be totally forthwith I will crush the 'crown' so that it will not even have opportunity to breath one last breath... my dreams have been indicating that this ego survives. We shall see.
Imaging two ninjas. One named Fascism and the other named Anarchy. It's a good place to start one's visualizations. Mayhaps one was invented to help mature the other- apparently this is about the entire planet now.
Shine with the contentment of 'being' and all else just falls into place.
in Christdom,
David Arthur Johnston
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Got in at 9:30- they said trial would have to wait until afternoon because of a long trial beforehand. Got back at 2:00 and was told there wasn't enough time and no available courtrooms so new date was set for FEBRUARY 3rd at 9:30 AM in COURTROOM #203- we'll see what happens then.
until then- one major indicator of enlightenment is the ceasing of the use of money--- it's not that I enjoy chastising my friends, it's just that I'm not here to make friends, and if they be friends they will give due consideration. Things get simpler and simpler--- religion or yoga can only be true if they lead to enlightenment and not just help justify one's other fears, otherwise people just end up making fools of themselves. There is nothing a religion or culture could teach a person if said religion or culture, itself, is blind and just a tool of Babylon/this world built on the ignorance of fate.
The future comes. There is only one cause. There is only one action. 'Diversity' can only be a blessing if it's recognised as a state within a singularity.
in peace,
David Arthur Johnston
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k
Had a really good interview with CBC Radio ONE. It will air Monday morning ('On the Island' (BC) Weekdays, 6:00 a.m. - 8:37 a.m.- at this website: http://www.cbc.ca/ontheisland/ under the heading of 'Schedule' is a link to streaming live via internet- it is also at- 90.5 FM on the radio).
The documentary (Love and Fearlessness) is being screened at
the
The trial is scheduled, still, for FRIDAY, FEBRUARY 3rd at 9:30 AM in COURTROOM #203.
In the meantime, many friends have been arrested for things like loitering and dumpster diving. There are companies out there that hire security guards to protect their garbage.
Something is going to happen next Friday.
love you all
in fate and patience,
David Arthur Johnston
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You should have been there- it was very cool. The judge said, in not too many words, that justice is fine unless it leads to anarchy. Much much big magic going on. I was found guilty and released without signing the 'conditions' of my sentence (red zoned from 4 or 5 separate parks- 25 hours 'community service', which, quite literally, I'll see done over my dead body- see a probation officer immediately upon release... and other rigamarole jargony stuff).
The courts have revealed themselves, beyond doubt, to be corrupt. It's good to know that you don't have to worry about giving authority to that monster anymore.
Patience be with us all. We'll see just what causes the catalyst for the tent-city and the subsequent official step towards anarchy...
love you all--- you really should have been there- a judge has had divine truth presented to her and cannot unknow what she now knows... the ripples gain momentum.
love you all,
David Arthur Johnston
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In unfurled brows and relaxed shoulders I write what may be my last update (if the 'crown' has anything to say about it).
I do trust that, once shown, one must adhere to the truth lest they go insane- so I will not beg for people to consider anything and just say the truth.
The law courts, officially, will ignore justice to prevent anarchy. I am not, directly at this point, saying that anarchy is wonderful (it is), but more saying that the courts think that there is a priority beyond justice... 'order' at all costs. So, the question we must each ask ourselves is "Is that OK with us?"
How far do we have to go to confront this allowance for a lie? Can we maintain our sanity without going all the way?
I expect there will be a warrant for my arrest made up on Monday or Tuesday, as I have already violated the conditions of my 'conviction' (I did not immediately report to a bail supervisor... and I do not intend to... I do not intend to give any respect or authority to the courts at this point, not voluntarily showing up for any court dates or probation appointments, until there is an official dictate from the court saying that justice is more important than avoidance of anarchy).
So, here we are. I love you all and hope I don't die in jail.
The article in the Victoria Times Colonist was really good, giving a description of why pride is sin.
in an unfurled brow and relaxed shoulders I bid adieu,
David Arthur Johnston
PS: There is going to be consideration from deluded people about shutting down my site and closing off the journal- if any have inspirations in this area please follow them (AKA mirror sites and/or printed hard copies... ideally I would like to see some hard copies of the journal made just for interest's sake... if any have the means and opportunity...).
k
love,
me
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It's been a week since I've disassociated myself from the 'crown'. It seems at this point, I've really really not reported to a bail supervisor immediately. The 'crown' has admitted corruption (by thinking justice can be served by ignoring justice A.K.A. publicly saying it will ignore justice to prevent anarchy) and doesn't want me in it's maw. Apparently truth is poison for those who believe in lies.
Cockiness doesn't even begin to describe it- I am who I am because I know there is no such thing as a decision.
The speed of tent-city's eminent return is measured by the speed of understanding that justice is a prerequisite of sanity.
... of course, 5 minutes after I write this they'll probably be waiting for me... anyhoo, have good days.
David Arthur Johnston
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OK.
The 'crown' thinks this is all a political game of strategy and does its best to measure what my response may be (the 'dark wizards' are blinded by their ambition and will turn on each other, sabotaging themselves as they scramble to avoid this 'juggernaut' of courageous humility). They know that I am serious in my assertion that there is no such thing as 'choice' (which is why they are afraid of me- because understanding fate reveals all the lies of others). They do not want to push the matter publicly (even going so far as to ignore warrants for my arrest and having no concern whether I show up for any court dates- in essence proving that one can be above the 'law') and hope for me to flail, discrediting myself.
It is only a matter of time before the courts are publicly
known, en masse, to have outlived their usefulness. And, lo, the people will
not give it authority anymore- starting a cascading effect which leads to the
fall of the government of
The crown will not remain unchallenged. My sanity will not
let me do anything else but. Lest I am arrested in the interim or the courts
have a benevolent turn, I intend on returning to
in humility and dance,
David Arthur Johnston
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So... this is what it feels like after the fall of pride has been initiated...
k- there has been much going on
first- I guess I'm still not in jail. I've walked past piles of cops, some acknowledging me with a 'Hello David Arthur Johnston' and one with a salute. The warrant is 2 weeks old now.
I'm still intending to return to
My friend, and maker of the documentary 'Love and Fearlessness'
(concerning the 'right to sleep'), Andrew Ainsley has been stirring the pot
here in
Soon, any glimpse in the direction of
in the perpetual acceptance of fate,
in the waking dream of perpetual no-mind,
this node of God,
David Arthur Johnston
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Lots of good dreams. It went fast- like stepping through a crazy time machine that shoots you ahead three weeks and makes you a bit tired. Met some good people on the inside.
Around day 19 it occurred to me to write a letter for Iona
Campagnolo, the Lieutenant Governor of