Don't Look Now

Don't Look.

I'm right behind you.

You can see me.

I can't see you.

You can see the old you, but you haven't seen the current you. Until. Right. This. Second.

Wait… Now even that one is gone.

Grains of sand fall through an hourglass of inevitability.

Our lives are not under our control. Our minds are not our own.

We are empty vessels cascading down a mountain of misery, a slope of defeat.

I crash into the snow like a diseased bird, dying, plummeting, exhausted.

Only in our shadows do we see the truth. I am that shadow of you. You’re looking at it.

How's living in the moment feel?

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Tommy Pickles

Your favorite politician? They’re a fucking toddler.

Tommy Pickles had more leadership skills, and he wore a diaper.
Hell, your favorite politician probably does too.

These people know almost nothing.
Why are they leading us?

Because they suffer from the most extreme version of Dunning-Kruger imaginable.

They're praised for every half-baked idea. Lobbyists and consultants quietly plant the ones they really want them to run with.

These people are so confident in the little they think they know, they don’t even realize how empty they are.

They speak of Socialism, Communism, Capitalism, Democracy.
Like kids parroting propaganda from 80’s TV shows.

They have no idea what any of it means.
They just know it sparks outrage.

And the public? Most of them don’t know either.

If they did, we wouldn’t still be living under this capitalist hallucination.
That’s not a guess. That’s a certainty.

These are not leaders, not in name and not in definition.
These, much like their capitalist owners, are parasites on the workers.

I’m getting tired of this daycare. It’s time to grow up. It’s time to break out.

Grab the screwdriver, break the ignition, and hit the road to a better future where the slaves make the rules.