Street Musician Daniel: You Lucky Ones

That’s my excuse for not getting on my bike and riding to Lilly Pad, even though there will be people walking in the rain there, and some might throw in twenty, saying, “I think the rain has put you out of business and you’re not going to make anything…”

There must be a term for this kind of irony; when someone throws you a bunch of money to make up for the fact that you apparently won’t get anything; And you end up making more money from these guys than you would if it was a clear, beautiful night and you were playing “Who’s That Girl” for Madonna, over and over, or something…

So, I used the weather as an excuse to stay home, get drunk, and plan to go on a quick cleanse starting tomorrow.

The beauty of cleansing fasting is that with the waning desire to satisfy all kinds of addictions comes the secure feeling that all is well. I don’t have to take multiple shots of brandy and smoke a bowl of weed while I adjust to match the mentality of people walking through Lilly Pad…

You don’t have to make enough money to buy anything, really; The food voucher program is a really great boon. Unless my absence would force me to work every night and that would have translated into a more honest bliss…

Did I mention that Roses Market puts trash back on the street in the trash? Having taken a 4 year vacation from doing so.

I think it’s because there aren’t anyone homeless here in New Orleans anymore. Many of them, I see, hit hundreds of dollars at the Unique Store, before getting into their cars, which were parked in front with no apparent concern on their part that they would be ticketed for parking in that particular area…

There has really been a “reset” due to the fake epidemic, in which a virus is released that will not be very dangerous, but severe enough to kill the weak, and will be used to shut down middle-class businesses, forcing owners like that to lock up and stay at home; and workers in those who are locked up and kept in their homes; And then the money will start appearing on the Bank One card, linked to their Pandemic Unemployment Assistance accounts…

This will transfer all middle-class assets into the coffers of the global elite – all citizens will live on government subsidies while holed up at home; They will be provided with unlimited data streaming and will be able to watch Youtube et. the. All day long and brainwashed with content…

Very soon, everyone will believe that by 2030, “they will have nothing and will be happy.”

Geez, this is all outside the scope of this blog, however, in a sense, it’s not.

Because of the shadow blocking algorithm, I can say things on this blog that could have been censored on other sites. canceled.

I’ve already been blocked in the shadows and so, the algorithm thinks I only communicate with no more than a handful of people using this blog, so let me say whatever I want.

I can post anything without fear of seeing this blog “removed” because of it; And in my drunkest moments, I tend to do just that.

The only way anything could spread here would be for people to choose to “share” the content. Not likely when I post about my going out and playing music and getting tips…

So, everyone is happy. My dangerous thoughts are hidden…

But, let me check my stats….

Wow, the blog that only featured 16 followers, has disappeared to the rest of the World Wide Web, as 135 people checked it out yesterday alone (which makes that a slow day, by the way).

It’s interesting.

I am grateful enough that I want to work hard to make these posts better; But stay true to the blog’s active roots, of course.

And in that spirit I will go out now, sitting here, one Sunday morning, having not gone out for a walk because it was raining moderately; I would have been soaked in water and it wouldn’t be good for my wooden guitar.

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