Fred's Hairy Taco "n" Coffee House, where the coffee is cold the tacos are wet and the service stinks, $8.99 1 lg coffee may or may not be fresh, 1 so so potato onion and sausage taco with our special sauce and a 15 min reservation in our stinky outhouse, we maybe the only place for miles around, you don't have to stop but you probably should, Fred's Hairy Taco "n" Coffee House your one stop to wake up crap and be repulsed;

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Just a Black/red bellied #Whistler, #waterfowl, #nature, #wildlife, #photography, #duck

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Exhaustion sets in like a winter storm as pain radiates through the body with the intensity of the sun on a summer's day, the constant fatigue and pain coupled with the inconsistent nutritional uptake exacerbate the mental fog and decline of executive cognitive function, the dimming vision enhances the darkness of existence, the hands that no longer grasp the simplest of tasks, the legs of hot jelly lead that struggle to bear the weight as the back has lost it's strength, like a void in the cosmos the despair of poverty stricken disability fueled hell consumes any hope of breaking through the fading season, for time has long since been kind and has become a burdensome weight dragging the corpse down the well of desolation, for existence becomes a feat of spite for strength and will have long since vanished like the sun on a stormy winters night, for if the cosmos holds any solace it is that the vast emptiness pales in comparison to the plight of enduring a fleeting life;

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After a pain filled sleepless night the old man drags his breathless lifeless corpse out of a sunken bed of jagged shards of thorny rocky glass and steel, unable to yet see as the classical music plays he drags his stiff corpse across the floor to prepare his coffee, as his hands shake and tremble he pours in the water and scoops of grind, after fumbling he manages to plug in the percolator and as the coffee begins to perc he shuffles off to the toilet, where his bowels bellow out in a hungerous rage, in the mirror confused and exhausted the old man stare off into the abyss, his hair and beard disheveled, to tired to care he stumbles back to his bed where he struggles to pull on his socks and pants, he slips on his slippers and pours a cup of coffee and gently packs scraps of tobacco into his pipe, he slips out the door the morning is dark and gray the air cool and damp, as the world begins to rise not a soul takes care for the old mans hellish plight he is forced to endure yet another day;

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The eternal abyss darker than night void of any element, motionless without form eternal in existence and size, encompassing all shrouding the universe in a blanket of emptiness, as one would snuff out a candle before bed, so does the abyss snuff out existence as if it never was;

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Some Compassion And Support Sure Would Be Nice,
I have so many unseen issues, most don’t realize the true difficulty I endure each day, first I don’t sleep well, for many reasons, from a brain that is constantly in overdrive, to relentless nightmares, to being in constant pain, to not having a decent supportive bed to sleep on, so my days start of painful, tired and overwhelmed before I even get going, Often I go hungry because living in #poverty I simply can not afford #food to eat, I typically only get around 600-800 calories a day when a man my size and age should be getting around 3000 calories a day, as a result despite my appearance I suffer from malnutrition, I have a great deal of difficulty cleaning my tiny cave, from not being able to afford the basics to have cleaning supplies to being physically limited in my ability to do so, I cant hardly bend over, nor can I very easily get up and down off the floor, taking a shower can simply become a serious challenge, and often leaves my exhausted not to mention I cant often afford the basics for personal hygiene, simply washing a dish or standing at the stove at times can be brutal on my back, then there are chores I need to tend to as part of my rent, and those absolutely can be a painful and exhaustive event for me, and those around often don’t even realize and expect more as a result, and if I say I have had enough today, I am questioned, because they assume I did what I did with ease, but they have no idea of the pain and struggle I had to endure to deal with to accomplish the tasks at hand, reading has become trouble some, as world become very blurry and melt together, writing is becoming increasingly difficult, as finding the words is getting harder and harder, being creative used to help but I have been in so much pain, and under so much stress that I often cant even muster up the energy to attempt to be creative, not to mention my camera is failing, my laptop is struggling, and again no money to obtain what I actually need, I have no #healthcare because the laws people pass have really messed that up, and after years fighting to get it resolved I have given up, so I fight through each day to just to suffer the next, I reach out constantly for financial support yet receive nearly nothing compared to what I actually need, this #disable man exists in #poverty, constant pain and my #anxiety exacerbates my #ptsd, my #bipolar cycles, and several other issues, my blood pressure has been all over the place and frankly in a rather obscenely high range for to long, my core body temp has been far lower than the average, while I often feel as though I am on fire, things get darker with my sight each day, and yet to bright, I hear and see so much that is not actually there, so very much wrong and no support nor help to be found, it would really truly help if people could and would help me #fundriase the money I need each day to live, and the money I need to set up a life where I can take care of myself and lessen the effects of poverty and disability on an aging body and mind.

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After a restless sleepless night of pain the old man drags his breathless lifeless corpse out of a sunken bed of jagged shards of thorny glass and steel, unable to yet see as the classical music plays he scrapes himself across the floor to prepare his coffee, with shaky and trembling hands he pours in the water and counts the scoops of grind, fumbling he manages to plug in the percolator and as the coffee begins to perc, he shuffles off to the toilet where his bowels bellow out in a hungerous rage, in the mirror the vacant stare into the abyss reflects the exhaustion and neglect of time, his hair and beard greasy and disheveled he disrobes and enters the shower, the steaming water offers no comfort to a body in distress, the water pours over his head as he brushes his teeth, his arms struggle as he scrubs his hair and beard, his hands fumble and struggle to grasp the soap as his scrubs his body, as the water rinses him off he finds himself exhausted, he shuts the water off and dries himself as he exits the shower, the arduous task of brushing our his hair and beard rob him of what little strength he had left, he stumbles back to his bed where he struggles to pull on a clean tshirt, underwear socks and his pants, he slips on his slippers and pours a cup of coffee and gently packs his pipe with scraps of tobacco, he steps out the door, the sun glaring back at his as the morning is warm and humid, as the world is spinning not a soul cares for the enduring hell the old man is forced to deal with yet another day;

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Another Friday evening in where the pendulum of scarcity swings deep in the voids of space, for as the stomach grumbles the hands have nothing to grasp, for time has eroded the compassion for which sustainable support has ceased, drifting aimlessly among the stars in a ship without navigation and communication simply drifting as the systems shut down one by one, for hails of support frie out like beacons of hope only to be engulfed by the vastness of solitude, a crippling body riddled with pain a mind experiencing spaghettification, the singularity of desolation and despair blanket the cosmos shrouding the nebular dangers, light years from reality an existence that simply consumes it's very being, drifting into the abyss with a body that is more like a vacant rotting ship;

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Sometimes things just fall out of my head and the visual results are abstract in the fact they lack context, the chaos that my consciousness exists within often spills out in random forms, sometimes through random visualizations, sometimes through odd harmonic music that resonates thru my frequency, sometimes through writing that can be rich with cosmic chaos, there is no explaining this #visualart it just is;

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