It's weird having four digits worth of posts, in a good way. I realize that I'm using the blog as a replacement for Twitter, but I think we all need a replacement for Twitter. I just wish there was a better way to find people who share my opinions of the world. Ah well, I can't undo the past. I'm here now, and that's all that matters. 

    It's my one thousandth post, and on my birthday no less. I planned it this way, not going to lie. Today is a day of celebration, and I'm glad I've kept at it for as long as I have. 

Someone Else's Mistake

 I can't help but worry
That one day I'll die
Due to someone else's mistake.
I don't want to live knowing 
That the future is beyond my control,
And I don't like knowing 
That the person responsible
Probably won't even care. 

    Happy Independence Day! Maybe one day I'll say this in an America that's truly free and fair for everyone. 

Thank You

 Thank you for showing
 That the law no longer applies
To those at the top,
For now I have no reason
To follow any of your rules.

    In light of the Supreme court telling Donald Trump that he's free to do whatever he wants, I think we need to admit that as far as our government is concerned, reality doesn't exist anymore. We're free to see the world as whatever we want it to be. I see the world as a place where Trump lost in 2016 and this election is between Hilary Clinton's successor and a bitter man who won't admit that he can't win. Even if you aren't actively denying reality, that's pretty much the case.

The Lucky

 This room is full of wealth
And beauty.
Manmade, of course,
But that doesn't stop millions 
From coming to see it.
They say that just by touching
The cups and the cutlery,
You'll be blessed with a thousand lifetimes of luck

No one knows where this story came from,
But we still believe it anyway.
Dancing under chandeliers
And the watchful eyes of our ancestors,
We hope that they'll allow us to 
Join the ranks
Of the lucky.