Writer's Block: The table has turned
Using the computer too much. In fact, coherent or not, I have about ten pages written into my notebook today. Mostly (well almost entirely) venting how I feel. That being, sitting in front of computers destroyed my life. I achieved nothing much from it. Talking to real people is what we all need, that and hugs. Noone fixed the world by reading depressing news, as its just too depressing. Its not even like its new, most of it. The facts were there, years upon years ago.
If we are going to fix the world, we need to just carry on, the same as it ever was. Not some many more new clothes that you don't know what to do with them- especially when someone else has to work in a slave factory where they put chain up to try and stop suicides. But that's nothing new, as No Logo was written years ago.
we have a recession- thats a dip from the unsustainable growth and living beyond our means. Thats nothing new. Wd are trying to steal other people's wealth as we used ours. That's nothing new- the British empire happily made land be used for our food and tea,and left natives to starve. Read about the Boxer rebellion.
Anyway, I don't have a love life, as I shouted at all the people who cared till they gave up. Or I hid away, and my house turned into a crazy obssesive hoarders' dream. Its taken me years to get over myself. Not the people who I knew. Myself. Yes, its time I was actually out there being part of the solution, not the problem and able to go put my mouth where my convictions lie. But to do that- I in common with the rest of us- need human company, and to be loved and liked.
For thst, I need to get over Steve's death. It happened. My mum- she was the way she was. Oh and all the other things that happened to me. Sure, I saw a few dead bodies, went and got punched and robbed from. So what? My body is less broken than I think, it was as much neuralgia from sitting getting cold and immobile.
If we are going to fix the world, we need to just carry on, the same as it ever was. Not some many more new clothes that you don't know what to do with them- especially when someone else has to work in a slave factory where they put chain up to try and stop suicides. But that's nothing new, as No Logo was written years ago.
we have a recession- thats a dip from the unsustainable growth and living beyond our means. Thats nothing new. Wd are trying to steal other people's wealth as we used ours. That's nothing new- the British empire happily made land be used for our food and tea,and left natives to starve. Read about the Boxer rebellion.
Anyway, I don't have a love life, as I shouted at all the people who cared till they gave up. Or I hid away, and my house turned into a crazy obssesive hoarders' dream. Its taken me years to get over myself. Not the people who I knew. Myself. Yes, its time I was actually out there being part of the solution, not the problem and able to go put my mouth where my convictions lie. But to do that- I in common with the rest of us- need human company, and to be loved and liked.
For thst, I need to get over Steve's death. It happened. My mum- she was the way she was. Oh and all the other things that happened to me. Sure, I saw a few dead bodies, went and got punched and robbed from. So what? My body is less broken than I think, it was as much neuralgia from sitting getting cold and immobile.