Go Fund Me and Me

By John Paul Young

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Todayby John Paul Young, Organizer
gofundme and my first donation has given me a new perspective. For years I suffered in silence at what had been done to me, always with the gnawing feeling that something indeed could be done about it. But just what remained elusive.There was the age old enigma: Everything in this world takes money. Sadly, Justice most of all takes money I have found through hard experiences. I was trapped in the cycle of poverty through no fault of my own. Once you’re trapped in the cycle of poverty often there’s no way out. My first false allegations and resultant first false arrest left me homeless and living in my car. By a miscarriage of justice I was prohibited by law to go to my home, my cottage and my office which was the physical address of companies and corporations I was a Director and Shareholder of, which was far from legal. While “living” in my car I had all of my property sold, stolen or thrown out. I had no contingency plan in place for the hell that was unleashed upon me. My relatively modest savings and RRSP’s through the ACTRA Fraternal Benefit Society were quickly eaten up by living expenses and money spent on a lawyer I couldn’t afford.

And then I was left with nothing at all.

https://gofund.me/65a4d93d

This blog provides me with a forum to share my music, films, writing, photographs and musings. Currently in absence of any product or project to promote it’s a great platform to connect with fans and friends after a too long twenty year hiatus. Flow of consciousness postings, seemingly disconnected sometimes, eventually make sense when viewed as a whole.

Comments

Anonymous said…
Said I'll been leaving and now
I thank you for the trouble
Your compassion seems to even up the score

Your ability to ridicule
Has left things at a standstill
And I don't find it peculiar anymore

I didn't drive here
But I know that I was driven
And I trust that you would know to overcome

Just take away
The precious seconds of this minute
That left us both alone and fucking numb

I'm amazed that I
Haven't caved
And I've still got faith
In myself today
I'm no stranger
To misbehaviour
I've reframed every single failure

The promises we made
Weren't broken but they're fading
Neither one of us should be guilty or ashamed

It's just a word I heard
Maybe I don't remember
Somewhere along the line I misbehaved

I'm amazed that I
Haven't changed
With all the rage
In the world today
I'm no stranger
To human nature
I've reframed every single failure

Missing pieces that are
Left out of the story
Painting over all things we didn't like

It's got something to do
With what makes us all tick
There's something there that eats us up inside

I'm amazed that I
Haven't caved
And I still have faith
In myself today
I'm no stranger
To misbehaviour
I've reframed every single failure

I'm amazed that I
Haven't caved
And I still have faith
In myself today
I'm no stranger
To misbehaviour
I've reframed every single failure
Every single failure
Every single failure
Every single failure

~ Reframed (Every Single Failure) - By the Headstones

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