The eviction Moratorium is expected to last until the end of March; thus far 10millions of consumers are affected with rents & late fees, foreclosures and mortgages. So the quesion is crucially being sought of what happens after March. Once the algorithms flow; is no longer working at the leverage for generations it performed.
So the question is the government solving; we, us & them of the peoples real problems? If truth be accepted today over a lie or blinded denial; no one has a real answer above or below in any community around the globe. However plans are underway if not extension dates and pardons to buy more time. Around an algorithm that has finally shifted from being leveraged; throughout generations.
Throughout my blogs; the stories and passages are mature in language written on a platform of people speaking on topics discussed. That will either impact or improve our life choices. Regardless of race, status and ages in the interpretation of our collaboration. Of what next is going to happen. Unless we figure out our purpose, perspective and next of plans. Before the forseen forces our hands to move around. In areas we are not if prepared to be acclimated in; while waiting to be told which way to move or go.
We challenge ourselves in questioning knowledge & wisdom; by destroying its physical existence. And then we wander & wonder why; common sense is dissolving in the midst around us. In this life every move played, has not been a well thought out plan. When Life has been our greatest mentor the entire time. It has been taken for granted. By a few if not many; by humanity in behaviors has proven for every cause there is an affect. Now how prepared are we to take a course of action; in the event both vaccination distributions slow- down. In a world of peace makers, disobedience & arrogance. As another surge is slowly onboarding.
The anxiety rises to reopen establishments during a time that is not allowing the process or 2nd doses to catch up. To cure all, and restore life back as we knew of it; to normal.
Ghost Writer-Dominique White, my son shared an idea. The same steps were his body was shot. He said one day I will purchase this apartment building. Rebuild these splintered doors and bloddy steps & restore a home for many who seek change. I said to my child; never share your dreams with even a few average minded thinkers around you. And no matter where your feet land. Its what u shared of your plans & vision to grow; a garden that only needed water.
