Swing and i missed. Which of the hundred and fifty or so posts do you refer? I’ve mused a bit. Man just talk to me. Your style is less important then what you have to say.
A couple days ago I did not wish to be a conscious being. I really craved unbeing. Up and down.
Some fairly serious depression/mania runs in my family, on both sides. Don’t let anyone diagnose you, You define the prognosis. In other words don’t let anyone tell you what you are, you tell them.
I am angry, frustrated, and living in a human contrived world that makes little sense.
Are humans doing the best we can? Even a crook doesn’t plan a job to go sour, or maybe some do for other reasons. Aren’t they still doing the best they are capable of? I mean let’s blame capacity not the willingness to achieve it.
If I gotta shit, then shouldn’t I be responsible for digging the latrine? How did we get to paying someone else to do the dirty work? And Prismatic claims I’m brainwashed? It isn’t my planet. Who the fuck pays for the resources and who do they pay it to? Someone paying someone else to do the dirty work. I have dirt in my nails right now. Black dirt a century old digging in a hundred and thirty year old houses floor boards, scraping away every previous owners cheap solutions.
We can save you money by just covering over that old shake roofing and three layers of shingle. Until I come along and have to deal with all the half assed short cuts previous owners of this home have done. We have commercial enterprises that are profiting from covering up the past. Every time I see a Rebath commercial I want to puke. In ten years it’ll be yesterdays colors and an out of date style and the poor fucks that bought that home are going to have to deal with not the removal and waste of one bath but two.
Man I got so much shit to bitch about and you’re like waxing poetic Meno_. And people ask why am I soooo angry?