Sunday, September 22, 2019

Autumn Equinox Update

The Southern Humboldt social services network has been working hard to accommodate my demands for increased social security benefits, food stamps and Medical.  As of Friday September 20th, I have received the maximum increase in social security benefits...$701.72 beginning October 1st changing to $951.72 December 1st ongoing.  Food Stamps and Medical have been approved.  Have been invited to move back to The Magic Ranch in Redwood Valley and use the back bedroom again.  Otherwise, spent the day walking from Garberville to Redway and back, focusing the mind at its Source.  Simple as that.  Enjoyed coming back in the dark watching the stars overhead.  ~HAPPY EQUINOX~

Tuesday, September 17, 2019

Thanking Everybody for Unconditional Love

Thanks to the many who emailed and Facebooked me to inquire about my survival situation in Garberville. The Southern Humboldt adult protection services, department of social services, and county department of mental health have all telephoned Andy Caffrey’s place (which doubles as the Earth First! Media Center) where I am sleeping on the living room couch, to speak with me, following my having sent to the social services office in Eureka cut & pasted statements which I did make, and which were published online in the Boontling Greeley Sheet. No joke, I have an appointment with the SSI office in Eureka on Friday, and the county dept of mental health next Thursday when they will be in Garberville. Have had some rather straightforward exchanges over the telephone this morning, and am very happy that I was able to explain the entire truth of the matter, particularly as to how totally unconscious it is that I am on the edge of destitution for having lead a spiritually conscious, service oriented, politically radical existence in this national confusion of an experiment in freedom and democracy. I made it absolutely clear that under no circumstances am I apologizing for anything whatsoever, intending to pretend to be mentally ill in order to get any benefits, nor do I feel ashamed at all about anything, because I would have to be crazy in order to feel that way. I feel great, and deserve an increase in my social security benefits, plus assistance in getting a place to live, however minimal, as long as it is warm and indoors. America ought to be grateful for what it has received from me for the past 40 years, for which I have received absolutely nothing worth shit as an adult in what is masquerading as a functioning racially diverse enlightened society. Lastly, I suggested to the SSI representative in our telephone conversation this morning, that if there is any doubt about any of this, feel free to ask Jesus Christ directly for verification. I would like to believe that He would be a sufficient character reference. Craig Louis Stehr c/o Andy Caffrey 816 Locust Street #C, Garberville, CA 95542-3442. Telephone messages: (707) 923-2114. P.S. Thanking the sheriff’s department for their concern. They’ve been IDing me on my daily mindful walk back & forth between Garberville and Redway.

Sunday, September 15, 2019

The Truth, The Whole Truth, and Nothing But the Truth, So Help Me God

Apparently progress is being made in my ongoing effort to remain alive on earth. While on the bus ride back to Garberville, adult protection services telephoned me at Andy Caffrey’s apartment. Whereas I had sent Southern Humboldt social services an email describing my homelessness and scant money situation, they responded. Andy did me a wonderful favor by detailing my honest life of activism, service work, and basic spiritual orientation. They responded that an increase in social security benefits would be wise. Also, that subsidized senior housing is remote, but a possible placement in a trailer park was mentioned. I am now spending my days walking back and forth from Garberville to Redway intensely watching the mind, and more importantly being focused at its Source. It’s true that the president of the Franciscan School of Theology in Berkeley once said to me that the Franciscans recognize that I have a “mystical charism”. Therefore, my behaviour is consistent with being a mystic. I fully understand that this is completely out of tune with the American experiment in freedom and democracy. So what? Does the Commander in Chief in Washington, D.C. watch his thoughts continuously, or have any idea whatsoever about their Source? Is he Self-realized? I am. I know exactly what I am as a result of a number of samadhic experiences lasting for hours, both here and in India. I know I know…”those who know don’t say…those who say don’t know”. Well, I know and I am saying it, so we might toss that bit of zen bullshit into the philosophical compost heap. And another thing, what the fuck am I supposed to do about the fact that I am an honest citizen in the American experiment in freedom and democracy? I mean, I’m not going to start pretending that I am mentally ill in order to get an increase in my social security benefits. Sure, I’ve enjoyed cold pints of beer and warm shots of scotch, but that doesn’t even come close to being an alcoholic. Not really. Indeed, I don’t even smoke. Andy Caffrey wants to know what I am doing to do if I run out of money at his place. I said that I would telephone Southern Humboldt social services and tell them that I am at risk and having an emergency, and that they should have me taken into custody. I mean, what else can I do at the moment? Anybody want to hire me as a “trimmer”? I’ve got a BA from the University of Arizona, class of 1971 in world literature (specializing in Saul Bellow), and a minor in economics specializing in the economics of poverty and discrimination with a specialty in low income housing issues. So, would anybody please set me up with a job in the emerging legal cannabis industry? Admittedly, I haven’t been stoned in decades, and do not plan to take it up, but I have no prejudice insofar as the usage of medical marijuana is concerned. I’m cool with it. So if you would like to cooperate with me becoming an economically productive member of the American society again, I want you to hire me. I mean, is this sane of me or what? And if you have any legal connections which of course I cannot pay for, go ahead and ask them to contact Adult Protective Services in Eureka and fast forward an increase of my measly $245 (which is left after deductions to pay for the Medicare Part B) an amount which is small, because I performed 23 years of selfless service with Catholic Worker which I did not get paid for, and all of the temp work through accounting agencies to keep me alive so that I could do that, I didn’t have to pay taxes on, so consequently my social security retirement benefit which I’ve been living on since age 62 eight years ago, amounts to less than what most Americans spend monthly on the pet dog). To say that Jesus Christ thinks that this is all seriously crazy is an understatement, but if you aren’t certain, why don’t you ask him? My 70th birthday is September 28th, and I’d like to get off of my friend Andy Caffrey’s couch, have some money beyond the grand that I have left, get at least a comfortable room to live in immediately, and thank you very much in getting involved in my situation. If you aren’t already convinced and interested in cooperating with me to advance my materialistic situation, then go ahead and ask directly for an opinion from God. You remember God, right? Check out what is on the back side of your cash. That’s what you trust in. Craig Louis Stehr, telephone messages c/o Andy Caffrey (707) 923-2114, and Email: and thank you very much for being my friend. It’s great, right? ;-) P.S. Have a good Sunday.

Saturday, September 14, 2019

Preparing for the Global Climate Justice Strike

Arrived Garberville on Greyhound. Cool breeze. Big moon. The Southern Humboldt office of social services has called Andy Caffrey’s place inquiring about my well being. They have requested that I arrange a telephone interview to discuss increasing my social security benefits. Also the possibility of receiving assistance to somehow move into one of the local trailer parks was brought up. Will continue playing LOTTO in the meantime. My current address is the living room couch at the Earth First! Media Center. Having achieved Self-realization decades ago, am focused on destroying the demonic and returning the world to righteousness. As I explained to Andy, I am not going to become any more Self-realized than I already am, so there is no need for me to personally be on earth any further. Therefore, what else is there to do but take down the demonic which have economically hijacked society and placed the planet earth at considerable risk environmentally? My friend Stevie Thomas recommends that I hang up my monkeywrench, go live at Amma’s ashram in San Ramon, focus the mind on the Self, and enjoy life for a change, all the way back to Godhead. Obviously, I’ve got a decision to make here, and this time my AVA online counselors cannot figure it all out for me. I’ll have to take a lengthy walk along the Eel River tomorrow morning and just wait for the necessary vision. I’m about due for one anyway. Have a good weekend, fellow poets. Witness the entirety of the apparent phenomenalogical spectacle, and revel in its inherent emptiness. P.S. When I was at Naropa Institute in the summer of 1977, studying poetry with Chogyam Trungpa, Alan Ginsberg sat next to me in our breakaway study group mulling over the “100,000 Songs of Milarepa”. I told him that following a particularly wild party at Marpa House, a woman who had been living in her car walked in and joined us, and decided that I was her lover, whereupon zen legend Loring Palmer let me have his room for a couple of weeks. Alan responded that Trungpa Rinpoche told him that hangovers were actually good for meditation students, because you directly experience the suffering and cannot just get away from it by daydreaming as usual. P.P.S. See y’all at the local Climate Justice Strike actions on September 20th, unless of course I hit LOTTO, and then we fly to Washington, D.C. for some serious mayhem.

Tuesday, September 10, 2019

Identifying with the Eternal Witness

In an exchange with Earth First!er (and one of the first climate justice activists) Andy Caffrey, I pointed out that it may well come to pass that in spite of all of our best efforts, there may be ecological chaos ahead.  Insofar as any responsive eco-revolutionary activity, I pointed out that aside from possible small cells, there is no revolutionary group functioning in the United States.  This whole idea of eco-revolution is a fantasy, even though there could very well be a whole list of disastrous problems in the near future, such as the use of nuclear weapons, financial collapse, commonplace malnutrition with millions permanently homeless, and even madness.  
         The point that I made is that it is most important to identify with the Eternal Witness, and ride the mental waves and take care of the body.  The mind and body are instruments for a Higher Purpose.  This is the very best response to everything.  There aren't any satisfactory political solutions, and there never will be.  There is no utopia anywhere.  There is only rotting in the quagmire of samsara, and freeing oneself from it and identifying with the Eternal Witness.
          Of course I value the many years spent being active with Earth First!, 23 years of service with Catholic Worker, 15 times being in Washington, D.C. on the front lines of peace & justice, being part of both NYC and D.C. Occupy, and a list too numerous to detail fully of direct action groups, articles written, vigils kept, spiritual groups joined, and anything else that was sincerely lived over the past 70 years.
           On September 28th this body-mind complex will be 70 years young.  I need to be out of my pal Robert Eggplant's place in Pinole, CA on Saturday, and I have no idea whatsoever where I am going to go, or what I am specifically going to do in the future.  But you know what?  Rather than fend off a mental panic and start cursing postmodernism in America, I am going to identify with the Eternal Witness. Now you tell me: Did I get it right?

Craig Louis Stehr
September 9, 2019
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Friday, September 6, 2019

Temples of Divinity

Sitting quietly at the Pinole, California Public Library, concentrated on the heart chakra in which are installed the divine couple, Lord Sri Krishna and his eternal consort Srimati Radharani, the mind repeating silently the mahamantram: Hare Krishna Hare Krishna Krishna Krishna Hare Hare Hare Rama Hare Rama Rama Rama Hare Hare.  This body is a temple of divinity!  The mystical murtis of Krishna and Radha are installed in the heart chamber in the middle of the physical chest, and the focused mind continuously chants the mahamantram there.  The body is pleasantly scented with holy tulsi oil.          This is what moves about in postmodern America, conscious of all of the worries about global climate destabilization, the specter of nuclear war, the risk of showing up in Washington, D.C. without significant money as the weather begins to turn cold and rainy, fear of protracted homelessness and a weird death.  I am a living temple of divinity, not an animal body and a worrying human mind with some vague concept of a soul.  Reality is that we are all the Immortal Self, the Atman, Brahman the Absolute.  This is what the criminal politicians and materialists do not want you to know.  It is very important to realize this, because it is the crux of all other social problems.  Scriptures from various traditions define that life on the earth plane is often about engaging in spiritual warfare against the demonic, and the only goal is their destruction.           The requirement for succeeding in a spiritual war against the demonic, is to know what one essentially is, and beyond that to be in solidarity with others who know what they are.  No victory is possible otherwise.  I am prepared to leave California and return to Washington, D.C. for the 16th time.  I will require housing beyond seven days, which one of the antinuclear peace vigilers in front of the White House has graciously offered to me.  I now have food stamps from California's Humboldt county, which I may use outside of the area.  Also, my Hawaii bank checking account has a thousand dollars in it, so therefore I am able to get to Washington, D.C.             I need to get cooperation from others on the east coast in order for me to effectively be there long term.  Yes or no, are you serious about taking down the insane governmental spectacle or not?  Are you serious about opposing the postmodernistic mistake of mechanized life in America, which has created a society of freaked out survivalists?  Yes or no?           At this time, I am welcome to be a house guest of Robert Eggplant, who is publisher of Absolutely Zippo, and chronicler of the San Francisco bay area hardcore music scene and punk rock lifestyle. >>>The announcement line for shows is (510) BAD-SMUT.   I thank him for being in solidarity with me, uniquely different as we are.             I mean, do I really need to send out any further messages to get cooperation to be in Washington, D.C., and also hopefully active at the United Nations compound in New York City, and beyond even wherever we will go and whatever we will do in service to the Divine Absolute?             I await responses from those who are serious. We are either unified, or we are nothing politically at all.  ~Peaceout and Hare Krishna~ Craig Louis StehrSeptember 5, 2019Email: Facebook: Craig Louis Stehr

Wednesday, August 28, 2019

Hardcore Pinole, California Is Making Punk a Threat Again

Good evening postmodern America, Am comfortably at the Pinole, CA residence of Robert Eggplant, publisher of the Absolutely Zippo fanzine and chronicler of the hardcore-punk music scene, who I had the privilege of squatting with in Oakland many years ago at the notorious Hellarity House.  Am set up in the back yard at a table, and have been writing profusely about the need to be spiritually centered and "bringing in the spiritual mojo" in these eco-apocalyptic end times.  My observations have run to 15 handwritten pages thus far, beginning with the advantage of Self-realization prior to allowing the Absolute to make use of these body-mind instruments without interference, as this is now the only effective means of intervening in history.  
       My plea for solidarity on the earth plane for housing and enthusiastic others to form a group with to go to the major nodes of political insanity and to do our collective spiritual work, has thus far gone unanswered.  Feel free to respond.
       If being a part of an essentially spiritually motivated anarchist group performing rituals guided by the Divine itself interests you, then I ask you to contact me.  


Craig Louis Stehr
August 27, 2019

Wednesday, August 21, 2019

Leaving Garberville...Stopping in San Francisco...onward to the Belly of the Beast!

Good evening postmodern America, I have finished being supportive as best I could be of Earth First!er Andy Caffrey's climate justice effort, and am therefore still in Garberville, CA.  It is time for me to move on, and I want to visit the San Francisco bay area soon.  Beyond that, I am still eager to return to Washington, D.C. for the 16th time in order to wage spiritual warfare against the derangement of an American government headquartered there.
       Please call Andy's place at (707) 923-2114 and offer me a place to stay in the San Francisco bay area.  Beyond that, communicate with me insofar as your interest in also being in Washington, D.C. in opposition to the political insanity and stupidity there.  I wish to move on this immediately.  40 years of being on the front lines of peace & justice and radical environmentalism in the United States of America has proven that waiting indefinitely only indicates a profound inner confusion.  Indeed, what are we waiting for?  Thank you very much.

Craig Louis Stehr
August 20, 2019

Wednesday, June 12, 2019

I Am Seeking Spiritually Conscious Others for Solidarity to Perform More Frontline Actions

Hi, I want to be given solidarity in the New York City-Washington, D.C. region so that I may
permanently return there to be active in frontline peace & justice and radical environmental
direct actions.  I am ready to leave California, and return to the east coast for the 16th time. 
Please contact me immediately.

Craig Louis Stehr
June 9, 2019

Tuesday, June 11, 2019

Man Centers Mind in Heart Chakra...Experiences Spiritual Unity...A Sober Friday Night...

       I am sending this out because I wish to inform everybody that the past two hours were spent on a porch in Redwood Valley, California managing the mind with understanding and love.  The usual barrage of disturbing thoughts were witnessed, particularly the ones about social alienation in postmodernism, the dangerous political global situation, the impossibility to realize a spiritual community for myself and moreso housing in Washington, D.C. so I could continue with peace & justice activism, the ecological problems worldwide, and the general psychological anxiety and discomfort which is common nowadays.  
       Sitting quietly on the porch sipping a cup of Tulsi tea, watching the 
thoughts and gently bringing the mind to its center in the heart chakra; two hours of doing this, while affirming that drinking alcoholic beverages is not the solution, has resulted in a deeper sense of spiritual unity.  Ultimately, the goal is permanent unity with the Holy Spirit, and the body-mind complex is the instrument for a higher will.  
       Of course I would love to be in Washington, D.C. with a supportive group permanently, and be a presence at the United Nations also, but it has not happened and I've no further idea what to do about this.  23 years volunteering with Catholic Worker did not result in a permanent situation for me in America.  Maybe Jesus Christ can explain.  
        In any case, tonight is being spent on a porch in Redwood Valley, California gently bringing the mind to the heart chakra.   My offer is always good to participate in peace & justice activities, but please, please, don't expect me to live in shelters, tents, and squats.  This body-mind complex is 69 and Jesus Christ doesn't want me to live on the edge anymore.  Besides, it just drives me to drink, and I quit yesterday

Message from Craig Stehr in Redwood Valley, CA

      Warmest spiritual greetings, At this time I am living at a friend's place in northern California.  With basically nothing critical that I have to do, I've been spending all of my time practicing mindfulness, and when the natural boredom of the situation becomes overwhelming, I go out to a local establishment and drink beer, usually to excess, with a resultant miserable hangover.  And then I pray for everyone, and for this conflicted world.  
  My only goal is to be
one with God.  And at the proper time, ascend upwards to heaven.  Meanwhile, I send out networking messages to find anything worthwhile to do on earth, which receive no substantial responses.  Of course I could show up with enough money to fully support myself, and go wherever I like...which I have been doing the past five years.  It's been good, particularly in being able to be on the frontlines of peace & justice in Washington, D.C.  I have a few thousand dollars left in my checking account, the health is good, and I am still positive enough to be sending out email messages like this one.
        I ask you to understand that something needs to change.  I have no more ideas about what to do, other than to continue praying, and not indulging any further in the consumption of alcoholic beverages.  There being no other alternative, I am placing the entire matter in the hands of God.  

Craig Louis Stehr
June 7, 2019

Awaiting Divine Intervention...Relaxed in California...Hello Everybody

It's a pleasantly cool summer evening in Redwood Valley, California.  Am just sitting here with nothing to do particularly, having purchased lottery tickets for tonight and tomorrow's drawings.  Am nourished from a dinner of a bowl of miso lentil soup with a cheese sandwich.  Right this moment I am watching a fly walking across the psychedelically patterned mouse pad; a Grateful Dead creation.  

         I have stopped sending out "networking messages" asking others what they would do in this world if they knew that they could not fail.  I've also stopped networking for more frontline direct action oriented situations, because I do not receive any rational responses (such as offering me housing, for example).  It appears that postmodern America is so seriously confused and basically lost, that nothing anybody might do will be sufficient.  Therefore, I sit here at The Magic Ranch in Mendocino county, participating insofar as upkeep etc. as required, take long walks on the country roads, which is followed by a cold pint or two of beer at Vick's bar at the intersection which serves as downtown Redwood Valley, and then hitchhike to the Coyote Valley Casino to enjoy the Mexican food, and free coffee, before usually winning money at the slot machines.  

        Whereas I have nothing to do now, I am not even bothering to perform spiritual practices, because there's no reason to be doing them.  Knowing what I am, just witnessing every day on planet earth dispassionately, this is so completely detached that there is no motivation to do anything to change my circumstances.  Indeed, what would I do?

         As we pleasantly await the needed Divine Intervention on the earth plane, to intervene in this hopelessly conflicted civilization, and now with ecological collapse increasing as well, feel free to remain in touch with me.  Perhaps a miracle will happen and we will collectively do something amazing.  Why not?  It couldn't possibly be worse than dwelling in Nirvana!  

Spiritually Based Affinity Group

        Warmest spiritual greetings at the end of May, I am looking to leave Redwood Valley, California where I've been staying with friends since the Spring Equinox (except for two weeks with Earth First!ers in Garberville).

       The original intention to form a spiritually based affinity group is unchanged.  However, this is not happening with anyone whom I know on the north coast at this time.  Therefore, I am interested in going to the San Francisco Bay area, and am seeking a place to stay.

        If you agree with me that we must use our own power collectively to intervene in history, then I ask you to make contact.  We are not limited to what we can do and where we can go.  If you agree with my spiritual assessment of the situation in these challenging times on earth, I invite you to join with me.

Craig Louis Stehr
May 30, 2019

Everything Is Brahman

In response to the many emails received in the past two days to my "Going Upward" message, a clear philosophical statement is here offered.  It is a fact that the Divine Absolute, or God, or Brahman is everything!  That said, the relative appearance of all mental and material objects comes from the one Source.  Otherwise, they could not relatively exist.

        The only problem for the individual is to mistakenly identify with objects.  The primary spiritual advice based on experience, in the Indian vedas and the explanatory upanishads, has been echoed through time by all of the sages and saints of every spiritual/religious tradition on the earth plane.  It is simple: "Know Thyself!" The contemporary Indian jnana yoga master Nisargadatta Maharaj put it succintly: "Stop identifying with the body and the mind, and your problem is solved."  And he added: "Remember the instruction: whatever you come across, go beyond."

         It doesn't ultimately make any difference at all what spiritual/religious path or paths one embraces, because the paths are many and the truth is one.  The problem is not identifying with one's true nature, and instead, misidentifying with mind and matter.  All of the contemporary peace & justice and ecological problems on the planet earth are because of this basic confusion.  If you are serious about doing something about the abominable situation of postmodernism, the insanity of greed, hatred and delusion based war, and the ecological destruction of the earth, then get Self-realized first.  After that, you will go where you need to go and do what you need to do.

Craig Louis Stehr
May 22, 2019

I'm Looking for Something Radically Spiritual to do in America

Hello postmodern America, I am available for action in regard to peace & justice and radical environmentalism on planet earth. I am presently staying with friends in Redwood Valley, California, which has been fun and relaxing. 
I would like to leave here and be active in peace & justice and radical environmental activity, as I have done for the past 40 years. I am bored to near death with the stupidity of American politics. I am willing to vote for Bernie Sanders. 

 I have no interest otherwise, and cannot think of anything more insanely idiotic than being focused for the next year and a half on the American presidential election.

I am spending today sitting in a chair on a porch with the fullest comprehension that I am Spiritual in essence. We can do lots of things: rituals, prayers, chanting, being Self Realized, being God conscious, anything that destroys the demonic and returns the world to righteousness.

Craig Louis Stehr
May 9, 2019

Wednesday, May 8, 2019

Bliss Divine

at an outside
Table in perfect sunny
Lightly cool weather,
Microsoft laptop on,
The German shepherd
Is napping on the porch,
The duck and chicken are
Elsewhere, and the large
Bunny rabbit is up at the top
Of the driveway guarding the
Magic Ranch in Redwood Valley. 
Birds are chirping.
I am happy.
Craig Louis Stehr
May 7, 2019
Redwood Valley, California

Monday, April 8, 2019


Warmest spiritual greetings, Please know that I am happily staying as a houseguest in Redwood Valley, CA, glad to have left the depressing confusion of Washington, D.C. on the Spring Equinox March 20th.  Am north of Ukiah, CA in Mendocino county, doing some spring cleaning and fruit tree planting and enjoying the magical environment hereabout...the large turtles in the pond, "Karma" the white rabbit which hops past, a duck, a chicken, and "Chomsky" the German shepherd who is an excellent watchdog, and crows cawing in the redwood trees.

        When not cooking, or making a trip to town for necessaries (which does include the west coast microbrew beer), am identified with the Eternal Witness of the three states of consciousness, not attaching to the body nor the mind.  Sitting on a bench and watching the turtles sunning on a log, fingering the black onyx beads, mind absorbed in the Absolute, no place to go!

         There are  two others in residence here and an assortment of guests come by, plus children visit and use the backyard trampoline, play badminton in the front area, and generally have a good old fashioned time.  And then there are the movies projected on a large living room wall, with a superb sound system.  It's a simple ranch situation, but we get by.  The owner has been here for ten years and has troubleshot just about everything.  A woman who is renting, from Chile, has a turtle tattoo on her inner forearm.  She sings a lot and we call her "The Girl with the Turtle Tattoo".  Between the three of us the place is looking good.  Everything is clean and in order.  Even the laundry room has been reorganized.  

            I am available in this world for whatever is next.  I don't even care anymore what it is, because after 69 years on the planet earth, what could I possibly fear?  I keep sending out the question far and wide about what would we do if we knew that we could not fail, but I get no answers.  So I sit on a bench down by the turtle pond no longer interested in even "being mindful" anymore, because the entire subject of the mind is boring beyond measure.  Maybe the duck is practicing zen.  It looks like it is agitated most of the time.  

              If anybody has a spiritually enlightened offer to make, go ahead and email me at:  Hey, I'm just keeping a ranch full of magical beings company at this time.  What might we do in this world if we knew that we could not fail?  😁

Craig Louis Stehr
April 7, 2019
Redwood Valley, CA

Tuesday, March 26, 2019

First Day of Spring!

First day of spring, the last bit o' nip still in the air.  Ducks on the stream float past.  The crow caws.  Buds on the trees are peeking out.  It's green all around here in Redwood Valley, California.  The air is clear.  A white rabbit hops by, needing nothing, content, and going somewhere.  Sunny, with a light blue sky filled with fluffy clouds.  It's quiet here.

         Arrived last night from the other side of the continent, having been a part of the Peace Vigil in front of the White House for the 15th time.  And every time it becomes more difficult to really understand what exactly it is that we are protesting.  The object of our collective dissent is ever more difficult to define ongoing.  The current political landscape in Washington, D.C. is characterized by an irrationality that is vast.  The Peace Vigil, begun in 1981, continues decade after decade around the clock, as a witness to a national capital whose soul has left, and only the outer shell remains.  

          And so, the first day of spring is being celebrated in a sunny back yard, three thousand miles away from Capitol Hill, with music and tea and a big white rabbit.  And good it is! 

Sunday, March 10, 2019

Flying in the Face of Evil Insanity

I understand that  I said to the DC IMC that I would not use the website for personal messaging.  

And the DC IMC understands that I am in D.C. for the 15th time, since volunteering at Olive Branch Catholic Worker House in June of 1991, and that I cannot simply do nothing while waiting for God Almighty to provide me with basic living circumstances, in order to be active on the peace & justice and radical environmental frontlines. ''

Therefore, I have been posting brief messages on the D.C. IMC.  I am booked into a D.C. travel hostel until the Spring Equinox, and a longtime eco-anarchist friend is checking around the group housing scene for a possible place for me to go to.  

Tell Catholic Worker that they may assist in my getting a longer term situation.  After all, they owe me for bottomlining at Zacchaeus Kitchen while living in what was essentially a crack house on 11th Street in Shaw.  

I'll also take cooperation from anybody previously associated with Occupy in D.C.  Having bottomlined the pots 'n pans washing station for months, I have a sane right to request cooperation from everybody.  Unfortunately, many of us were NOT welcome at the places Occupiers went after the forced removal at McPherson Square, and the permit ran out and it started snowing on Freedom Plaza.  

Apparently I was not pro-Palestinian enough for Code Pink, which is bullshit, since I was the only one publicly supporting Hamas.  Lastly, my apologies to Eddie Becker for inconveniencing you in my continuing to place "personal messages" on the DC IMC website. 

On the other hand, dualistically speaking, if God Almighty gets off of her ass and provides me with the necessary situation for the remainder of this human incarnation, then much that is incredible and positive will be received as a result from me.  

Thank you for your appreciation, and continued solidarity in the face of the evil insanity in this world.  

Yours sincerely, Craig Louis Stehr