Thinking TODAY, along to music. "Pink Houses" by John Mellencamp.
Why? Because today I woke up early, and went out to smoke. I saw TRAILS of worker ANTS headed to the commuter trains. These corporate people have no meaning. They surrender to Society. They work their whole lives in dedication to a useless big money Corporation, earning a pittance. Up and off to work every day at 7am, home at 7pm. 12 hours of nonsense in a cubicle. Filing papers for "the man" who doesn't care about them and would replace them in a heartbeat. They live paycheck to paycheck with shit insurance. They think they "own" a home that they will pay for over the course of 30 years, paying 3 times as much as the worth of the home. American Dream? Perhaps. But not mine! They will work their whole lives for this meaningless corporation with their Republican ideals. Thinking, of course that the Government and their corporation will take care of them. After they reach an old age, are wrinkled and have health issues they retire. 6 MONTHS LATER, they die. What did they accomplish in life? Did they make art? Create change? Nope. They filed papers and ended up with a house, falling apart and outdated full of useless crap. They will rot in a nursing home, drool running down their chins. They will then die. What is their legacy? Nothing. Think about this as you listen to the words and march off to your meaningless jobs. These people, the "rich", (anything over the poverty level is rich to me, as I am poverty level.) - they don't do squat to help anyone else. Whereas, people like myself that own jack shit would give their shirts of their backs to help them. They look down on me. If you are like me, they look down on US. I am sick- a chronic illness. I did not do this to myself, it was passed to me through genes. Call me lazy if you like- call me worthless. I've done more in my life than any of these Society puppets will ever do and I am only 32 years old. I'll be smiling when I thankfully drop dead- I've made a difference. How do I know all of this? I worked in Hospice for 9 years watching people die and this very story happening to them. I have the proof of hundreds of these sad society puppet cases engrained in my mind. This week, I am without one of my medications. Ever had to live like that? Didn't have the money for a co-pay of $89? Something you need for your health but have had to forego due to the paper dollar? Most likely, not. You will blame me, but you do not know my situation. No Christian Church can help- there are too many of "ME's" out there. They don't care. They line their pockets for golden wine and gourmet bread for dipping, homes for their priests and church cars. They don't give a damn. Hypocrisy at it's best. If I died today and had no money for burial services would they help? Of course not. My people were killed in a mass extermination by a little man named Hitler. I am not "saved". I will one day be buried in a pauper's grave, without the services according to my religion, with no marker. This is my story. As I watch the Ants on their way to the cubicles of the World I realize they aren't much different than I am- only difference is they will not have lived and will have a headstone. They will have left footprints in sand to blow away, while mine will be forever set in concrete. Enjoy your "little Pink Houses and your evening slop", and thanks for nothing Society when I was there for you and gave so much time and money. I can't afford a prescription. Thank you for your generosity Mr. Government. Thank you for the needed healthcare. Politicians are all worthless, and they want us to die off one by one. I go without my medication for a few weeks- so expect me to either be silent, extremely "mental" in your eyes, or just a plain asshole that speaks the truth, or laid up and hiding in a hermit shell- because of the story above. Enjoy your designer suits while in your cubicles, and enjoy your cars.
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