"You've learned the most important..."

I guess my life is more prosperous
my storage unit appears to have been "appropriated" by criminal factions...I was in flagville two months ago or so when I left the post office with my USPO money order and put it into the envelope to mail and drove up to the mailbox and there was a fellow there who was standing behind the mailbox and he  stuck his hand out and took my envelope with the storage unit money order payment...I thought that was odd but I had not figured the criminal element in government was quit so overtly criminal...I got a returned envelope with a payment money order last month...wrongly addressed. For 25 years these payment have been made every month...that is more than a third of my life...anyhow I would have thought that an honest postman would (after 25 years) just put the envelope into the right mailbox...but no!...now I must admit for me to have been stalked to Australia and Mexico I should have known that there is no deed to dastardly for these folks to commit...I tried many times to call the storage facility  but apparently my number was being blocked...I pulled into Audubon Self Storage probably in 2001 and unloaded my holiday rambler motorhome into unit #152...on the first day the alpha male major unit renter... I think he had more than 22 units at the time...most of which he did not pay the rent on...was a metal salvage guy mostly and bought many pallets of computers at the state surplus auction every month...he had some compulsive addictive behaviors connected to his acquisitions...he validated his worth according to how much stuff he had...another fellow who had the same addictive personality had a large fenced in lot jammed full of similar auction stuff and he died unexpectidly and mr "sticky fingers" smith (he never used his real name) went to this guys place across town and attempted to steal some of this dead guys stuff...he was caught and held and I think charged with trespass and maybe attempted theft...he had a pretty raging pornography habit and was investigated for "improper" porn and I think made to get counseling...he was also investigated for shipping restricted computer parts to china...so despite all his blathering about his Christianity it was apparent to me that he was a victim of his own making...anyhow on day one mr smith informed me that the facility was "military" and he used to bang around metal components to impress me with that fact...he bought into a lot of current social conditioning...once he showed me a storage unit which was on the corner of a row and inside was a collections of things he said belonged to his "dead" brother...he failed to mention that it was his twin brother...the only people I know who use twins in their "intel" work is the military...but many of the 18 intel organizations may use twins also... I had seen this brother a couple of times but did not place him as a twin...he is a few pounds heavier and has a tattoo of a feather tied to his leg with a thong...you might have seen him around...or not...I do have a photo of mr smith which I took some years ago...the first manager named BOB was on good terms with mr smith as mr smith had his compulsive addictive stuff from one end of the property to the other...after bobs wife began staying away from home for days on end he got discouraged and left with an airstream travel trailer...good guy when he was sober...then the owners son-in-law arrived and started to clean the place up...he worked for years breaking his ass to get the property mowed and painted and put in security cameras  and do what is supposed to be done at a legit storage facility...eventually mr smith was banned from bidding at the auction perhaps due to non-payment...mr smith used to tell me that the owner did not pay taxes on all the money he took in... the new manager used to tell me that he had not got a raise since he started working there...the beer cans were piling up in the garbage every day...once I came to the placed there was a hispanic guy who appeared to be living there in a storage unit a few units down from my own...mr smith said he was there because his roommates were noisy and this guy also claimed to be in the military...army and marines specifically...some other latino men told me he had killed people...mr smith said the mans truck had been stolen with all of his identification...interesting...my theory is that this guy who was called "Roberto' by the latest manager...mr Roberto probably was on the run from charges of homicide which he committed while working for some Latin American military...maybe one of those guys who went in and killed all the villagers to get their land...anyhow records of any kind were scarce to non existent at this storage facility...mr smith was a criminal on many levels...the records for the place burned up in an electrical fire and in the flood of 2016 the records were destroyed in the flood...mr smith had a "special" friend who bought stuff compulsively and had two city busses in a fenced in part of the property...I think my payments were going to pay for his 'special' friends storage rent...once when I drove my van to my storage unit there was mr. smith and a fellow in an "Entergy" truck chopping electrical cables as large as my wrist into two foot lengths...mr smith said he got half of the money he made on the Entergy deals...probably unbeknownst to the utility company's management...when I was at a yard sale in Veneta Oregon I ran into mr smiths twin brother all he said was 'lets do this thing"...the point of all this storage unit remembering is because although my unit #152 had already been searched it was felt by the criminal class that I had "illicit" items in the unit...specifically illicit porn, illicit drugs and illicit weapons...all of these suspicions were based on very poor and prejudiced intel (and deep dis-like for me personally) I had one of those gunstock camera holders which when it was viewed while folks peeked into the unit from the unit behind mind and the porn delusion was just a shot (if not in the dark then in the fading light) and the drugs suspicion stemmed from my long association with pot as a pot addict...a porn addict also...anyhow the unit was recently broken into and searched and nothing criminal was found...unbelievably many folks thought I had a large sum of cash, money, dinero, moola even...right! I was going to wait until money was worth more...sound financial move eh?...anyhow,  after being victimized, scandalized and if mr smith had his way sodomized, I realized it was foolish of me to expect for my "stuff" to be safe...something in the christian bible about theft and rust and other calamities that will happen to stuff...but I must explain the photograph...when I was about 19years old I hitchhiked to Colorado...the guy I hitched with stayed there while I went back to la. and worked to save money and picked mushrooms, after a few months I had filled half a cooler with frozen 'shrooms and had rebuilt the top end of my 1962 ford falcon which I had bought from my friends dad for $25 and after some additional transmission shifting work I headed back to Colorado very little money, no spare tire , insurance probably not, no heater and when I hit a bump the window would fall down...this was in the fall and as everyone knows then you are 19 you are invincible...I got as far as Colorado Springs when the money was gone and I tried to trade some mushrooms for some gas...the cooler of mushrooms was stolen while I talked to the station attendant ...I realize there was nothing I could do...Call the police! I don't think so!...I drove up to the highway and parked on the side of the road and slept a fitful sleep....I awoke at dawn and started the car and saw that water was pouring out of the engine block...I assumed it was a cracked block...(it was actually a blown cold plug which I had never heard of...) ok ...I stand on the side of the road with my thumb out and my harmonica in my other had... I felt as free and unburdened then as I have ever felt in my life...so now I have three harmonicas and probably way too much stuff....but, I think it is the responsibility to expose criminality of the sort that has targeted me for so many years...I want payment for my lost property, I want payment for pain and suffering as I had unreplaceable items of a personal nature in my unit and punitive damages....I have tried to be patient and for nought...revenge is best served cold...eat up!

"You've learned the most important jailhouse lesson and most valuable underground skill- you've learned to  "HOLD YOUR MUD".           ken Kesey "jailhouse journals"