message in a bottle

silly title in't it.
Today was the 4th

THE FOURTH

does that mean anything? I wonder.

Every year on this date and the week prior i see flags waving, hear god bless america enough times to make me want to poke out my ear drums, and watch people stand  solemly for the star spangled banner. I hear masticated cookie cutter stamped statements about freedom...and for the rest of the year watch the same people switch into a different mindset and trample the very ideas they give lip service to.

What is freedom? and being a "good patriot" on the fourth, does that really make you a freedom fighter or a champion of freedom? Or a compliant little sheep that does what its told and helps keep others in line via social control year in and year out....right on cue depending on the holiday, capitalist driven and all.

another day

I no longer care about this blog.it served its purpose when i had the intelligence and humanity of a human being. but now that im  a rather dry huskof my former self and just struggle every day to acheive fully the bottom level of maslows hierarchy, i fel like i have nothing to say.

yet somehow it seemes wrong to abandon this blog to just stagnate and die like an old unsed forgotten satellite.

maybe i should just post random stuff even if its not mportant just so i don't let it die.

I feel everything i stop doing becasue im tired and non functional is just metaphorical for the collapse of my life. I need a vision of success and self love and humanity, not proof of how i keep failing..
this blog included.
damn im tired
chronic fatigue is a bitch and it screws you life insurance rating, let me tell you