Elucidating Questions

Currently being affected by small things

And small things are happening to effect me

The sky is glorious

I yelled at the Sun and he ran away

But the cloud forms

I love when the sky has layers

Sometimes looking up you forget how high the top of the sky is

Taking deep breaths through the moments that stab

I hate this state

Fragile

It’s so dangerous to feel this way

It’s dangerous because The Cat is more likely to make an unwanted appearance

Then things I don’t want happen

I need my hours back

It’s okay

It’ll be okay

Somehow

My hands are shaking because I forgot to eat

As I do when I’m focused

I pretend that fiddling with technology is annoying but it’s actually fun

Trying to make things do what you want them to

I’m getting lost in the clouds

I need to do the laundry

This is short but I really do have to do that laundry

Peace!

Tonight is a night for staring out into space with the Moon

It always feels as though the stars are moving around us

And while they may be

I do not know what causes the feeling

I don’t want to write today

I wanted to fuck the counter and just fade back into nothingness for a bit

But the me of tomorrow would be disappointed

So here I am

I don’t know if I have anything to say

Dirtied by grief

Once it’s over it feels like it was but a moment

And every other loss comes with it

Unless I exist in this state of detachment

And it’s always where I hide

And if I feel what I’m feeling into the sky will it reach them all?

All the ones I miss

I find one

It’s like one of those awful clown scarves

Find one loss

It’s connected to another

And that another

And so on

And so forth

And suddenly I’m alone in a room surrounded by the spirits of before

How do I miss them all equally?

If I just love them

Is that truly enough?

In a world where my love has never been enough?

If it resonates into space will the stars pass on the word until it reaches them?

And loving this space

This strange, impossible, space

Can my love with no address reach those who need it most?

Space feels so distant sometimes

Like it’s far away from here

Even looking out into the expanse, it’s hard to imagine you’re within it

That it’s not just something far off

They’re within me

All these losses

Are they everywhere?

Nowhere?

Only within my heart?

This space tests me

Piling on the losses

The only way to have less would be to shy away from every interaction

If you love in this space, you hurt

Is it a test to stop loving?

Or a test to see who will keep doing it?

I feel so exhausted with pondering

Maybe it’s best I stop

Our loved ones are as temporary as we are

Something to be treasured with all your might

I’m still stuck on those last seconds

Whether I made the right choice

I didn’t want that for her

Didn’t want her to die in fear

But I didn’t want her to die in pain either

Holding something’s life or death in my hands

A nightmare

How it must feel to be holding every life

There’s no right choice is there?

No better

The outcome is awful

The process is awful

Our beloved animals that we’ve bred into genetic oblivion

I had been hoping she’d be the outlier

7 or 8 years

Sending something to the thing that terrifies me

That fascinates me

Never wanted to say goodbye

Entertained the idea of dying before her

Couldn’t now

Terrified

Gone somewhere I cannot reach

That I desperately want to be

Won’t give them back

But how do I reach them without it fading away?

Those moments the grief takes hold

When I count four instead of five

It’ll shrink to nothing

Change is so hard

Growing old without my precious family

I wish I could bring them with me in places other than dreams

I’m going to be entirely alone, in terms of people, eventually

How will I fill my life with small beings if the goodbye is so hard?

I’m not good at love

That’s the whole point of the exercise right?

I’m no good at it

But the animals

As awful as I am at it, I try

They’re precious to me

My only source of socialisation that isn’t online

I’ve learned so much from them

These days living in the after quakes

Where it’s almost like I forget and then am reminded

I don’t want to forget

I don’t want to exist in a state of the pain of absence

I know that

How do I never forget and never miss her?

My sweet girl

If I miss you into the night

Do you hear me where you are?

Can you tell my other girls I miss them all so much?

Or just the entire collection of dead pets I’ve amassed

I can’t remember you all at once

But I love you all

I miss you

It’s sad because I’ve been saying this since I was 16 and working for McDonald’s

Where they scheduled me for full time hours, forcing me to drop out of school

That the whole focus of society

Was making more poor people, and the rich richer

And people try to guilt others, saying if they aren’t an active part of the resistance they’re a problem because they can just do something

But my voice never changed anything

I watched on in horror as adults on Facebook tried to school me on economics

When they belittled me and told me I’d figure it out when I grew up

Seeing the world around me slowly fall into disrepair

Only for rich people to buy it up for fancy condos or fancy shops no one can afford

How they screamed at me, the minimum wage worker, even at 16, to just move somewhere else

As if every poor person evacuating a city wouldn’t cause pandemonium

Oh and as if it was possible

I want to do an experiment

Where every person who worried about food or rent this month just didn’t go to work on a set day

But of course they’re worried about food and rent and can’t do that

And that’s the point

They made protest legal but made it impossible for anyone to properly mobilise

Protests done with millions wishing they could have

I tried so hard

And still this is my world

And I’m sure I’m not the only one who feels like just giving up because they won’t listen

Intent on their own destruction

I don’t know what to do now, truthfully

Because it feels like it’s too late

It feels like they win

The world is in chaos

While they live their vacation life

Not concerned with the damages they do to anything on Earth including she herself

Please tell me how to bring it into proper alignment

I don’t know the answers

I just knew all along that something was wrong

I think it has something to do with each person seeing others as an equally valid and deserving human being.

But it’s not like I can foresee exactly what happens

How

You leave me to ponder at the back door

Agonize at the back door

With my tiny megaphone into the web

Is it even on?

Better for humanity

That’s what I want

Collectively

None of this living a fine life in our “developed” countries while there are people literally starving

Even in our “developed” countries themselves

But the megaphone I tried to scream into was broken

And the world asked

What now?

There’s enough money on Earth to be environmentally conscious, even rejuvenating, house every human, feed every human, clothe every human, and provide moderate comfort

Yeah?

It exists

And just ignoring the absolute ridiculousness of money and how it came about for a moment

People say “Rich people aren’t taking any money from the poor” as if holding funds in purgatory, never to be seen again, doesn’t cause strain on their precious system of moving capital

As if governments can just produce money and make things happen

If there was a wage cap, people wouldn’t want to have giant billion dollar pay cheques because they wouldn’t keep any of it

I think they should create one with taxes

I wonder how much money I made my CEO this year?

I wonder how much of it they’ll use in their lifetime?

It’s probably a man

If it’s a woman she’s white

Let’s go find out

Oh it’s a man, and he’s white, and sleazy looking

Shocker

He’s just a little fish too

Nothing compared to some others

It’s hard to tell where the line starts

Between working class and elite

Even the so called good guys won’t tax the rich though

They wouldn’t even be taking any of the wealth they already have, just part of what they make from now on

You cannot convince me that a billionaire needs to make a cent more money in their life

Not one

Don’t try it

Like if there needs to be an extreme cap? If a number like five hundred million doesn’t seem big enough for you?

Every human can make 1 single billion, after taxes

But it shouldn’t be as fucking easy as putting on a tie and sitting at a desk and making phone calls and sitting at meetings talking about things you don’t even understand because you’re not on the floor experiencing how each store flows

Fucking miners and firefighters and scientists and teachers etcetera should be the ones hitting that billion dollar mark

People who go out in storms to fix your electricity?

Them

The people putting their hearts and their bodies on the line for society

And I’m almost at the point, even having recieved a type of inheritance, where I’m like people should just die with their wealth, man

But if people who were actually contributing to society

Not these people who have so much free time they can orchestrate entire wars

Were successful

And, truthfully?

I’d rather it just stop existing, money

It’s such a headache

I wish we’d just collectively do things to better the community around us

That skills like knitting and crochet and baking and tickering with electronics, and these things that serve a small function, were considered to be valuable

I wonder why I wasn’t born in a time when community existed beyond pockets here and there

We owe eachother what we believe we deserve

If you believe you deserve to eat, every human deserves to eat

If you believe you deserve an air conditioner (terrible for the environment but that’s another rant) when it gets too hot out, every human does too

And I almost wonder if one of the biggest damages our society has done to us is having so many people believe “we’re owed nothing by no one”

But I think we have a responsibility, being the allegedly “higher species”

We’re a feeling people

Anyone who doesn’t feel, probably has a divergence of some sort, nothing wrong with it, but maybe don’t emulate it?

Or they’re lying

I want for every human what I experienced over the past two months

An ease of existence

I was lonely as hell, but if I needed something I could get it

But that silence of that tiny voice in your head always doing calculations to see if you can afford x, y, or z

I’d gift that to every human if I could

Ensure every single one has everything they need

I want that for humanity

It’s so insane to me that both sides think evil has taken over

It’s so obvious to me that they’re just spinning lies to pit us against eachother

At the end of the day, every electable party wants one thing

Money

And they don’t actually plan to do anything that would be tangibly felt to better the people’s lives

They want their pay cheque

They want people to buy them

It’s funny that prostitution is illegal, but we’ve got people in government selling themselves to the highest bidder

Is it truly more heinous to sell one’s body for sex

Than to sell one’s mind and opinion for ownership?

If you asked me what party I support I’d say none of them

They all have some back door shit going on that will fuck with you one way or another

And the people who may actually be in it for doing good, often don’t get voted in, often run for parties that will never have a powerful voice

And I say may

You’d have to do a really good job to convince me you didn’t get into politics for the pay cheque

The government is not your friend no matter who is in charge.

At this point the government is a fancy human shopping mall where you get to pick out your favourite talking piece and pump funds into them

Of course it’s only for the rich

And the rich want to control the populace

We’re just in a fancy game

We’re the dispensable NPCs

There is not one person in government right now that I would trust with my life

People need to stop talking about sides and instead unite to tell the government what we want.

Actual democracy

I don’t know what we’re doing

But at the moment the government is a rogue agent just about wherever you go

The world is being run entirely without the populace’s say

And by taking sides and bringing up and getting stuck to the non-issues each side is spewing out

I’m just tired of seeing everyone feeling like they know the one good guy who’s going to fix it

At this point chances are, you don’t