Waking up and finding my people are again the target of the media influencers here was a headache I did not want. I think I am going to be livid by this afternoon.
After knocking out the previous a newly formed icicle structure from the exhaust vent and small ice spike from the ground. I fed the deer and raccoon while I was out dealing with this and getting frost bitten.
Another sacrifice for the ideals of the greedy is all. A prop for a military industrial media complex to manage the populace. And they play there roles in this as scripted, televised to and expected. To keep the machine and class schism humming along. Habitualism is control.
Considering it a bit more I do remember it was a decade ago I really came to understand that this is because they seek it, revel in it opposed to objecting, and will run to atrophy even when handed paradise. So I wouldn't have known it in youth, not fully.
Wondering if my younger self predicted people would seek a myopically dispassionate and apathetic virtual reality as the present one or if despair was this capable of expression at all albeit externalized? I knew there would be vanity of it. That much I recall.
"Still punk af", I assure myself while publicly distancing myself from the Mods but acknowledging their position is still valid and essential to the continuation of discourse and attempt to discover the true nature of the Id.
@PallaviGunalan Pretty much everything from West of Route 66 alternating to farmlands and desolate highway which is where those glistening scenes are however are also the stressful part of the drives and this photo the respite you are rushing toward.
Glad I'm not a Moderator and that is all I have to say for the current "Public Discourse®". I do think they should save themselves the headache and just fast forward to the inevitable third strike given the hyper-sensualist temperature.