To the person who trespassed/poked around my property on Mountain Rd and my privacy, and then proceeded to whiningly complain to the (it appears to be according to the bylaw inspector, who now has to bully me into making my home look nice for them, the government and the whiner) city council that MY HOME didn’t look nice enough for you I would ask that you contact me in some way for a conversation on the difference between something or someone looking ugly and something or someone actually being ugly. Of course, I have found that one of your petty, shallow minded (worried about appearances much?), prejudiced and bigoted kind usually isn’t used to such a thing.
And why? This is because to YOU, my home doesn’t look nice.
MY HOME is not here to look nice and inviting for others, but to be a home where I can come and find calmness, balance and rest from your kind. It is a place of something you can’t understand or at least requiring a different (not better or worse) kind of intelligence to perceive, and an ability to accept that which is different. As you have proven, it is not something you understand or can do.
I mow the front of the yard as a compromise to your kind; so as to not offend the delicate sensibilities of those who can’t see the deeper beauty and keep it relatively clean of debris. And as anyone of intelligence knows, a compromise is an agreement between equals. As your kind has always proven, you don’t think that I am enough of a human being to compromise with or even treat with respect on this point.
And why? This is because to YOU, my home doesn’t look nice.
My project, for under the crab apple tree, is something I had planned for to take long term. Now to your kind, anything past your nose or wallet is too long term and the idea that someone could plan something to take years is way, way too far beyond you. After all, worrying about appearances requires only thinking about the present and to see the beauty that will come with the passage of time requires something your kind doesn’t have: the ability to see past the superficial. But that doesn’t matter.
And why? This is because to YOU, my home doesn’t look nice.
I live my life as best I can, with the same thoughts you lie to yourselves and your loved ones about; be yourself and live your life as you chose, so long as you are not directly hurting anyone one. Now, the appearance and state of my home isn’t hurting anyone who is respectful of me, my privacy and my rights, but to your kind it is probably hurting you where it really hurts; the wallet. How, I can’t really see unless you’re income involves taxes or higher property values.
And, as another factor, after all, we wouldn’t want lower property values and thereby individually have to pay less taxes, now would we (and yes, I do understand the connections between taxes and city finances)? Such a thought would be insane to anyone, eh? Doesn’t really matter after all.
And why? This is because to YOU, my home doesn’t look nice.
I have many reasons why MY HOME looks, feels and is the way it is, but I imagine your short term attention span is being stretched, so I leave with this; there is a difference between something or someone looking ugly and something or someone actually being ugly. I know the difference between the two concerning my home and what you are.
The question is, are you able to?
Doesn’t really matter after all.
And why? This is because to YOU, my home doesn’t look nice.
—Tired of governement condoned bullying, prejudice and bigotry.
