“I want to stop all the evil around the world” so I whispers to myself. Standing next to the bank by a trash can is a five feet ten inches dark man wearing a black leather jacket with black pants and army issued boots. “It is hundred degrees out here. This is Phoenix -no one wears a black jacket in the summer time. And to stand next to a bank looking around and watching in all directions in rapid movement.” I thinks to myself. “That cannot be not suspicious?” My curious mind takes me to many directions and I would like to know what is the deal.

I am thinking what it would be like to know what this guy is thinking. He fits the profile of a person who is about to do something that is not going to help anyone -not him the least. He is about to walk in the bank and yell “This is a robbery. Hit the floor.” Then what -what would he do next. Would he walk out to a car parked somewhere and drive out of here unnoticed? Isn’t that a bit late now. He has been noticed and he has been walking up and down the same path for the past ten minutes. Surely I am not the only one to notice this. The bank camera is on twenty-four-seven. He has been recorded all this time.

I would like to have the power to know what he is thinking. What is going through his mind? This must be difficult of comprehend, but surely it would help this guy. I would help him if I only knew what he was thinking.

Walking toward him is a risk but it must be done. If he goes through this -a cell is waiting for him already. And the prosecutor cannot wait to convict him. That is just the system. “You are not going to make it.” I exclaim from afar. “It is too risky and you will not make it out once you are inside.” I continue…..