woke up this morning thinking about the already lost class war in America. And which is worse, all out anarchy or the slow dissolution of the American life for non-capital-wealthy Americans into a 3rd world state. I fear we already have the latter, perhaps only the slow pace of crumbling infrastructure and an ignoring corporate media cloak the demise.
apocalyptic gratitude on a saturday morning, no different than another day.
I have shelter, food, clothing, energy to move forward. A woman who loves me, and whom I love. I have the sky.
Despair, hopelessness and pessimism are luxuries I cannot afford. life is for the living. may I leave something genuinely useful for my non-capital-wealthy children and their children alike. I feel driven to do something. Dreams await.