Sunday, May 24, 2009

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there's definitely some wierd energy shit going down in my neighbourhood.

i've lived here for nine years, always appreciative of its central location, and its magnificent view. in the back of my mind i've lived with the awareness that the monstrous transformers, really too freakin' near the apartment and on the same level as us, are probably not the best thing to live beside. i haven't really noticed any ill effects, though --- i sleep through the night, i'm healthy and the extensive detox process i've been involved with these past few years appears to be having some healing affect on my hair and skin and nails. but lately i've noticed a sensitivity, and i think it's connected to the big grey cannisters just outside the balcony window.

my increased awareness began when, in between doggie minding jobs (which takes me to different neighbourhoods) i realized that my tinnitis was only apparent when i was at home. focussing more closely on how i feel when i'm at home as compared to how i feel when i'm living closer to the beach, or the forest, or somewhere other than here at home, i realize now that there's definitely an increased frequency in this apartment. i don't know how else to describe it. it happens most predominantly during the dinner hour, and into the early evening, i guess that's the high energy usage time. my breath becomes more shallow and strained, my ears begin to ring, and i feel a weight in my chest and abdomen that doesn't exist the rest of the day, and which is non-existent when i'm at other peoples' homes.

this is frustrating. i'm poor, i've lived here for nine years so the rent is still affordable. since the bc liberals were elected in 2000 rents in victoria have sky rocketed, and it's virtually impossible for poor people to move anywhere. i'm stuck. there's a slim chance i could take an apartment in the infamous view towers, i have a friend who lives in a bachelor suite where she pays over 600 a month, but that's considerably more than my half of the rent where i'm living. (though living in view towers would give my an opportunity to investigate the rumours i've heard about the police busting drug dealers when they should be looking into murders that go unreported ...)

i love my apartment. i've shared this relatively large space with my flat mate for over six years. we get along really well, and i'm settled here. i can walk to the beach, cycle downtown or to the university, and i'm close to several bus lines. not only do i not want to move, i can't afford to. i earn $1000 a month. where am i to go? what if the transformers malfunction and catch fire and explode?

i'd rather not think about it, but unfortunately that's becoming impossible. hurray for capitalism and the re-elected neo-cons and and their 'your on your own' philosophy. i wonder if anyone else in the neighbourhood notices it? i wonder if there's anything we can do about it?