new photos to post soon, but update, two nights ago , our main tents were fully destroyed by 70 mile an hour gusts of wind...

 ...for the record, I hate this desert now...

I will post pics of the destruction and our version of build back better, thanks to my sister from another mister, Cheryll J., and her awesome hubby, Mark! Between Them and my besties for life, Elaine F. and Phil V., we have supplies again, and a new yurt-style tent that we were able to supplement payments for with my oldest sons' pay and our income tax returns... 

The Yurt Life at least feels less like Hell in the desert... it's almost like a tiny home!

We still need a few more things to make life almost human levels for all of us, not to mention new jobs..., and to not continue to be aggressively approached weekly by Forest Ranger cops, but other than that... at least I have found a small light at the end of this tunnel now, a moment of peace.

(The image below is NOT our bell-tent, but something very similar)

A PHOTO DOCUMENTATION OF THIS VERSION OF HELL...JUST US MAKING IT - WHILE WE FAKE IT, OKAY...

 

    Well, LIFE did what it likes to do and has thrown our great plans for a future up in the air and straight into a tornado of hell. 

    The government and the state of Nevada have decided my sons' and I make too much money to allow for rental assistance, which is wild since we are so in debited to our banks that that is completely absurd. However, with that said, we were unable to get a loan or any other assistance and ended up homeless, living in a tent in the desert. 

    Since November 17th, 2022, we have lived in a makeshift shelter, having to move every 7 to 14 days between camps for fear of assault from the Government cops that work within Lake Mead National Park. These guys are no joke. In this sort of situation, there is no such thing as "White Privilege" or safety as a Native Indigenous person... nope, not here, we are all the enemy to these guys.

As my sons say, " Welcome to the Joe Biden home of the future." For the record, I, myself vote independently and am not party affiliated, I don't think we, as Americans, ever get a good group of politicians to choose from. Most politicians are so focused on money, money, money, that they forget people are involved and they would rather enjoy their rich lifestyle than ACTUALLY take care of the people of this nation. The proof of this is very evident in what constitutes "neighbors" to our tent site out here in the desert. They are elderly, or patriots, they are children, they are veterans, or they are working poor that have started losing their family incomes due to having no other choice but to be homeless. 

    Welcome to the NEW AMERICA seems sadly fitting. I am halfway through writing a letter to our crap-static president and all his shit-tastic friends out in D.C. They are so deluded they have no clue what's happening in modern America.

    So that brings us to this moment...how to move forward or get out of this hell? How does one even start, once you are so far down there is no light to be seen...

we are open to suggestions.

It began in 2020...with a question and an angel investor...a Cyber Angel

 This is just the beginning, 

...At the start, with hopes for Pennies from Cyber Heaven about to drop, a dream, a goal, and some friends chipping in so the menus, art, concept, and business plans all fall in order...here we are, at the start of a new beginning. 

Let the dreams begin!