I’m not asking for aid. Can’t you fucking read?

Save.

Your.

Selves.

Blankets are great because you only have to pay for them once, and now that you have them, they can keep you warm basically forever.

Now, when it’s HOT weather, fuck it I’m using electricity for air conditioning; it’s getting legitimately dangerously hot these past few years and THAT SHIT is what will kill me if I don’t pay up x.x

I’d say it’s because consumerism is a kind of brain rot all its own. The media landscape we’ve been living in for generations has sold us this ridiculous fantasy that happiness means owning (or at least temporarily renting) luxury goods.

The plurality, if not majority, of the population here has never had to adjust their expectations or really sit down and think hard about what’s actually worth acquiring. We treat desires for convenience and novelty as though they are necessities. But they aren’t.

What’s actually a necessity is having something fulfilling to occupy your time, as a counterbalance to keep you sane, and that activity does not HAVE to be of the sort that costs a lot of money. Take up art using cheap supplies–just sketch with standard number two pencils on white lined notebook paper or perhaps play music on improvised instruments made of household objects. It doesn’t have to be good in order to become meaningful and if you do it enough it’ll BECOME good. Walk outside when the weather happens to be nice. Learn to ride a bicycle again. Visit a library. Pretend to sword fight with a friend using a fallen tree branch. You don’t have to drop several grand on a resort vacation. You don’t have to go into debt for a fancy car. You don’t need to buy the latest edition of “triple a” micro transaction slop from so-called “studios” that don’t give one single solitary wet shart about actual creativity and fire all their devs immediately every time a project wraps.

Money can’t buy whimsy.

All it can do is, at best, remove obstacles from between you and being able to enjoy something. If it’s not being used to simplify your life, then it’s COMPLICATING your life: Giving you only empty distraction that does not provide your experience with any fertile ground for meaning. This is but one of the many ways we are socially “poisoned” and then told that conspicuous consumption is the antidote. It’s not. it’s just even more poison.

You know what the most enjoyable experience I had was in the past several months? Just sitting in the living room at a gathering of friends where everyone brought a little home made food and listening to their happy voices. It cost me next to nothing but turned out to be worth more than anything.

My computer is more than ten whole years old now but it handles old games i could find on sale just dandy and doesn’t need some suped-up rtx gpu to let me pirate some shows XD

I stopped mindlessly gorging myself on junk food, and now basically only eat either efficient daily maintenance nutrition OR choose to visit a small locally owned restaurant no more than once per week. I’m never spending upwards of fifteen fucking dollars on a fast food burger “meal” ever again.

Divest of tacky opulence. Defy Wall Street and its siren song of ruin disguised as prosperity. Embrace the elegance of simplicity and spontaneity. If this sprawling parasitic infestation we’ve mistaken for an *economy" can’t survive without sucking the life out of us all then maybe it deserves to collapse.

I’ve been losing weight, which has been good for me. But someday … I’m going to run out of stored calories. For the very first time in my life, it has crossed my mind to wonder if I might starve someday ._.

Do you think we civilians have the same capabilities as YOUR COUNTRY’S ENTIRE MILITARIES?

You have advance warning of what’s coming. You have a chance to stand against this with a united front instead of as fractured weak exhausted broke individual people who have been systematically isolated for years.

But nah. Okay. Cool. Go ahead and let the new reich march across the entire American continent then. DON’T stop this zombie from consuming other countries and infecting them with their fascism too. Do nothing. I’m sure that’ll work out just as well for you as it did for Poland and France.

I’m not asking you to save ME. I’m not asking you to save US. I am PROBABLY NOT GOING TO SURVIVE THIS no matter how much fighting I do.

I am imploring you to SAVE YOURSELVES you DENSE. MOTHER. FUCKER.

Canada,
Please take the gloves off and bring the hurt.
If you violate the geneva conventions, I won’t even hold it against you.
Teach the United States how to say ‘we’re sorry’.
WE HAVE IT COMING.

You’ll even get to burn down the White House again!
It’s already been hideously defaced by its current resident, honestly it’d be a kindness to put it out of its misery.

Don’t catch you slippin’ now.

Look how I’m livin’ now.

Police be trippin’ now.

i wonder if hearing people talk about radiation as though it’s an infection that can spread from person to person makes other nuclear enthusiasts twitch as much as it makes me…

or hearing someone imply that any nuclear reactor can explode in exactly the same manner that an atomic bomb does “by accident”.

“The Year Of Our Lord LinuxDesktop”

huh wow. i was going to presume it was a storage volume quantity calibration of some kind. neat.

What’s wild is, back when i was a kid and contracted whooping cough (pertussis) i somehow developed an ability to interrupt abdominal contractions–which enabled me to force my body to stop coughing so I could breathe … and this enabled me to halt the vomit until I had a bucket in front of me. So it TRIED to come out every direction, but I was miraculously fortunate enough to have some influence on the sequence.

Luckily i also had wastebaskets of a solid material composition that could act as buckets without leaking within arms reach and also had managed to dilute the acidity before it started coming up x.x;

I proceeded to purposefully gulp down water to help flush the pipes out. I think it actually worked because although the experience is thoroughly unpleasant by its very nature, at the very least it seemed the usual peaks of discomfort were significantly blunted.

I will join a workers council as soon as i can fucking FIND ONE but when I do I’m going to stay enrolled in the party as well.

There is no kind of person who obsessively fixates upon the subject of penises with a frequency or intensity greater than that of a transphobe.

I use ‘it’ to describe ME :3

“ok boomer”

There is no teaching those who have no interest in learning.

Slowmaxxing my travel ironically makes the journey feel shorter

Neon (Book Of) Genesis Evangelion

The only reason this ain’t me right now is because i got food poisoning a week ago x.x;

🧅

(the style)

Fact: 90% of all leftist infighters MUST quit as a prerequisite before the movement can be capable of revolution, irrespective of “purity”.