Is Giving A Homeless Person $ For Drugs STO?

[Ming the Merciful]

I say, give the guy some change. We don't know if he will use it to buy a crack pipe or a hamburger and why does it matter?
I do not believe it is misplaced compassion either. Perhaps it is for some other guy, but what about the guy that is always wise and needs to balance his wisdom with unbridled compassion? Without examining the motives of another and without digging into his blue ray?
I mean, we aren't putting our homes up for a second mortgage, are we? We are literally talking about pocket change.
If someone tells you they need heroin or they think they will go through the withdrawal and die due to the withdrawal symptoms, I am going with a hard NOPE. NO MONEY; but are they hungry? Are they thristy? Do we have $5.00?

Do you know how it feels when you haven't eaten for three days, and somebody gives you money or food? You have reached Nirvana. Fortunately, (for myself), when I was homeless I was not on drugs, although one night I stayed at a homeless shelter in Girona and it was obvious who was high. I avoided such people, apart from the fact I did not speak Catalonian. Although as I considered my homelessness almost like a "Walkabout". Have you heard of anyone who enjoyed being homeless? You have now. One of the most enjoyable times of my life. Believe it, (or not), there are times when I could happily relive the experience. Its not the lack of money or possessions, its the Liberation. If you approach homelessness from the right perspective, it can be liberating. Dropping all the constraints of society, and viewing it from the outside. Man, while it lasted it was fun.

 

My hat off to you Ming! The closest I ever got to homelessness was roughing it while camping (while still having a home to return to). I have heard from a couple people they enjoy being homeless.
I'm the sort of person who looks for homelessness and true struggle such as searching in garbage cans for something to munch on. I want to help, because going without food is painful, it literally hurts! Physical pain! I would rather share my money than to assume I am unwise for that sort of compassion (my own personal distorted view). If its drugs, as I have said, it is a no go. If a drug addict is starving; still heading to a place to buy that person some food. I cannot turn a blind eye to a starving animal or human. We all need to weigh such things, right? If it is in front of us, it is catalyst. All one needs to do is to perceive it within one of the 5 senses. What we do with that, is up to us individually. There is no right or wrong. All is reconciled at some point anyway.

There were times when I was walking between Girona and Barcelona and I didn't receive "Food from the God(s), (did you read the Post, (above), where I found food on park benches, unopened cans of drink and baguettes)? The point is, there were a couple of times when I looked for food in garbage cans at the back of restaurants, and you would not believe what "Feasts" I found. It was better food that what I was used to eating at home. Obviously food the restaurant hadn't used the previous day, and it had been replaced, so thrown in the garbage cans at the back. As for the "Walkabout" part of the journey, it was, (literally), a "Liberating Experience". Two weeks earlier I had been in Nice and Milan, and while I could, I stayed in good hotels, and I knew there was going to be point when I would start running-out of money. Hence, I went to Perpignan, (and points south). That was the plan from the beginning. I collect countries the same way other people collect postage stamps. I had actually started in Denmark and travelled south through Germany, Switzerland, France, with side-trips to Milan, Monaco, and while I was at Perpignan, I went up through the Pyrenees to Faux and Pau, (near the Bay of Biscay). Travelling is my weakness in life. So, when I finally became penniless, I was ready for it, and living outside twenty-four hours a day is enjoyable, (most people probably don't think so). Then I had the advantage following Zen Buddhism and I considered it as much as a "Philosophical Experience" as well as the "Physical Act" of being homeless. The way to Self-Realization. Give up worldly possessions and live a life in Zen. If you are homeless with a "Positive Attitude", it changes everything.

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