I ponder what has become of a world which at one point not too long ago, was protesting 1%ers and now has one governing them with not really any promise to address that, but apparently churn out the kind of job creation Kansas currently employs with that kind of “give the rich the money to make the poor the jobs” model. I was reading they had 0% job growth last year, they are slammingly successful.

I was talking to Don about it this morning–he’s still incredibly hurt, as am I. And he thinks this whole mindset we have is akin to having a parasite–a parasite which controls the whole brain…why do we worship celebrity so much, how could we not use our own best judgment? How could we vote for someone who is going to kill endeavors of good will (no more loan forgiveness for jobs for community), destroy agencies meant to protect us in favor of privatization (we hate the government but apparently like and trust corporations better, I guess?).

For any future generations who may be reading back on this time. I am sorry. I am sorry that so much hate drove the path to the future you currently enjoy. I am sorry the comfort of money was enough to sell any peace or normalcy you guys were supposed to enjoy in your own reality because a few people’s comfort now was more important than ensuring we didn’t fuck the world up for you guys. I never had children…but I smelled this coming. I am sorry for the water wars. I am sorry for the civil war…I am sorry, but I am not sorry we rose up.

I am sorry the rich probably abandoned the US by now, having milked ALL the money out and created an environment of all out war for those of us left…

So you see where my mind has gone, apocalyptic stories which probably won’t be as bad but will be worse in other ways than I could ever imagine.

One thing this whole thing has woken up is a new call to create in me…to write more, to paint more, to make more…the hurt and anger of those around have inspired me. The visceral pain is going to translate into something physical. I have jumped off of most national newspapers but to skim the headlines. No facebook, still. because I really don’t like many people right now…I do have twitter, instagram, all that, but I feel I need to be a lot more deliberate with what I say and share…not because I am afraid of offending anyone, but because I am offended. I predict a kind of renaissance of the hurt to thrive out of tis chaos…because whatever good was promised will only hit a few…and with that, love to you all (even those who didn’t know…) <3<3