neutralized (no not me dumbasses)
Junior has a cold. Start of a new term its fairly predictable. We are washing our hands lots, a cold on top of gyn pain, the achey hands (the after meal ibruorofen helps though), the weedlessness, the absence of contact, the zero justice and genuine progress, the lack of human services and people who we are safe to be around would just be too horrible. Dreams haven't been so bad the last couple of nights, being in a position to fully recognise it's not just Pabs we are searching for and feeling devasted with guilt because we forgot for a while is probs a factor. They probs didn't want us screaming out for Sonny in our dreams so temporarily eased the radio and programming abuse when we are sleep.
We are leaning on the seekers hidden object game a lot, easier since we have more money because there is no one to buy cannabis off.
Baby potatoes boiled and salted for tea, he ate his veg to and that's always good to see espically when they are ill. Bought red wine to because pain was driving us kinda mental. Listened to some Spotify Delta blues and thought about Jess and Chicago. Wine has us feeling more though so we have been eating our feelings smokey bacon crisps and mini micro pizza. Got some acoustic chill on now.
Been thinking about a visit to Marshall college when 'Louise Johnston' was a first year undergraduate. Some dude going on about there being a lot of materials stolen. We asked him what, how much, how old it was. He had no answers. We winked at him like we did the night of the raid when we were wearing a mask. We saw it hit him. We can't help ourself. The group of students we were with was ushered into a hall, it didn't matter how dissociated we were our feat knew not to follow. Slumped against a wall then sliding down to stoney ground we were so heartened to see a few other students and lecturers appearing to have similar issues and were staggering against the old stone walls or crawling on their hands and knees to drag themself away from the group because the only parts of them that knew not to go into that lecture were toddlers and babies.
Surrounded by them in the state they we were in we didn't as much regret but knew they were in no condition to help themselves never mind us. They would mostly probably of done what we told them to do if we could arrange all the details for them beforehand and that just wasn't possible. None of them were enduring anything like what we were surviving day to day. None of them had to make the decisions we had to despite constant abuse, they all seemed like a bunch of spoilt babies when we were a baby to but had to go out and fight endlessly and be abused, starved and stolen from endlessly while they enjoyed endless privileges.
There is and has often been a sense in folks that we fight for them because that's what the masons tell them and no one bothers to get to know us, too much risk. Too much reality. But in moments like that its memories of the rabbits that stop us regretting saving this dieseaed planet. It's the whales, the dogs, the dolphins, the polar bears, the lizards, the friggin meerkats, the birds that are never far, the bees and butterflies, even the annoying feed me pussy cats. We made a commitment to them and all that lives and feels elsewhere that we would not do it again. They are not like Earth humanoids there is a limit to how much of my misery they will tolerate and they take physical care of me and not just occasionally and wistfully wish things were different without recognizing they have the keys to something different, something better in their hands.
We are scared that they have had it with us giving people the means and the opportunities to challenge slavery. Most understood though when we showed them the science that held us back was not based on wanting people to change but severly polluting technology. Severely polluting tech that we no longer live in fear of because we neutralised enough of it. They can do what they like without it unleashing severe poisons, "bleach" across the solar system and beyond.
We always needed to know they were safe before we could do the really crucial work and kept having to push them further and further away. Not anymore though. You are welcome to take your planet back or just clean the whole area so Earth no longer radiate misery, predeterminism, anti lifeism. Would love it if me and Pabs and Sonny could be a family somewhere though. Somewhere where the education, healthcare, entertainment and neighbours are not addicted to our pain and longing for our destruction. Somewhere that doesn't fake and steal every aspect of its culture. Somewhere that can appreciate how fucking awesome we are. Somewhere that isn't conditioned to be phobic of evolution.
We are leaning on the seekers hidden object game a lot, easier since we have more money because there is no one to buy cannabis off.
Baby potatoes boiled and salted for tea, he ate his veg to and that's always good to see espically when they are ill. Bought red wine to because pain was driving us kinda mental. Listened to some Spotify Delta blues and thought about Jess and Chicago. Wine has us feeling more though so we have been eating our feelings smokey bacon crisps and mini micro pizza. Got some acoustic chill on now.
Been thinking about a visit to Marshall college when 'Louise Johnston' was a first year undergraduate. Some dude going on about there being a lot of materials stolen. We asked him what, how much, how old it was. He had no answers. We winked at him like we did the night of the raid when we were wearing a mask. We saw it hit him. We can't help ourself. The group of students we were with was ushered into a hall, it didn't matter how dissociated we were our feat knew not to follow. Slumped against a wall then sliding down to stoney ground we were so heartened to see a few other students and lecturers appearing to have similar issues and were staggering against the old stone walls or crawling on their hands and knees to drag themself away from the group because the only parts of them that knew not to go into that lecture were toddlers and babies.
Surrounded by them in the state they we were in we didn't as much regret but knew they were in no condition to help themselves never mind us. They would mostly probably of done what we told them to do if we could arrange all the details for them beforehand and that just wasn't possible. None of them were enduring anything like what we were surviving day to day. None of them had to make the decisions we had to despite constant abuse, they all seemed like a bunch of spoilt babies when we were a baby to but had to go out and fight endlessly and be abused, starved and stolen from endlessly while they enjoyed endless privileges.
There is and has often been a sense in folks that we fight for them because that's what the masons tell them and no one bothers to get to know us, too much risk. Too much reality. But in moments like that its memories of the rabbits that stop us regretting saving this dieseaed planet. It's the whales, the dogs, the dolphins, the polar bears, the lizards, the friggin meerkats, the birds that are never far, the bees and butterflies, even the annoying feed me pussy cats. We made a commitment to them and all that lives and feels elsewhere that we would not do it again. They are not like Earth humanoids there is a limit to how much of my misery they will tolerate and they take physical care of me and not just occasionally and wistfully wish things were different without recognizing they have the keys to something different, something better in their hands.
We are scared that they have had it with us giving people the means and the opportunities to challenge slavery. Most understood though when we showed them the science that held us back was not based on wanting people to change but severly polluting technology. Severely polluting tech that we no longer live in fear of because we neutralised enough of it. They can do what they like without it unleashing severe poisons, "bleach" across the solar system and beyond.
We always needed to know they were safe before we could do the really crucial work and kept having to push them further and further away. Not anymore though. You are welcome to take your planet back or just clean the whole area so Earth no longer radiate misery, predeterminism, anti lifeism. Would love it if me and Pabs and Sonny could be a family somewhere though. Somewhere where the education, healthcare, entertainment and neighbours are not addicted to our pain and longing for our destruction. Somewhere that doesn't fake and steal every aspect of its culture. Somewhere that can appreciate how fucking awesome we are. Somewhere that isn't conditioned to be phobic of evolution.
