There's a reckoning to be had in the United States. I refuse to believe that the right will lay down and take any defeat quietly, and at some point the majority of the left will finally realize that the only way things seem to get done these days is to either ignore the rules entirely or twist them to your own personal gain. We're already at a point where billionaires have more direct control of our lives than politicians, and it's not like we can hold elections to replace the ones who can't or don't want to run the country properly. What makes democracy work is the idea that if the system really isn't working, you can change it. Elect new politicians, push through new rules, discuss things with your representatives, somehow you'll always be able to change things. Until the day you can't.  

    I think the core issue with society is that we aren't allowed to choose who we want to be. If you're parents are rich, you'll be pressured to continue their lifestyle. If you're parents are poor, you'll be held up as an example if you escape, but otherwise the world won't care about you at all or help you succeed. We try and justify this system by saying that the rich are smart and eloquent while the poor are stupid and ugly, but then you take a really good look at the rich people in our world and realize that there are a lot of people who are a lot poorer than them who are much nicer, more polite, and have more things to say. When it's so obvious to anyone with eyeballs that wealth doesn't make people better and poverty doesn't mean that you're a bad person, is anyone surprised when society is filled to the brim with stupidity? 

Good Enough

 I've spent my whole life learning to be perfect,
The perfect daughter,
The perfect student,
The perfect friend.
I've spent my whole life learning to be perfect,
How do I learn to be good enough?

     I'm one of those people who does the right thing because most of the time it's the smart thing to do. As someone who's of the mindset that morality is only helpful when people benefit from it, the rise of fascism among the elite bothers me. Even if they don't know about the Infinite, surely they know that their world is only real as long as they can convince people that it exists. It's not as though society is on par with the Universe in terms of reality. It only exists on Earth, and the only things that maintain its existence are humans. From that perspective, wouldn't you want a society that's as opening and welcoming as possible, somewhere that at least ninety-percent of humanity to could live in? If you don't have that, society is unstable. War becomes the best you can hope for, anarchy will almost always happen if you wait for long enough. 

Stars

 All through the darkness
A new world is born,
Out of matter condensing together.
Catching fire,
Burning up,
Emitting light throughout our inner cosmos.
All throughout the worlds we share,
Stars are being born.

     I wasn't trying to defend Elon Musk, but in light of the recent reminders I've seen that he bought Twitter specifically to platform hate speech, I'm forced to admit that even if he'd built his own platform from the ground up he'd still be an evil asshole. I confess, I don't go into the wilds of Twitter anymore. I just check what the people I follow are up to and leave it at that. I figured, however, that if Elon Musk wanted a website built for assholes, he should have that. Even I have limits, though, and trying to kill people for the crime of existing is just going too far. It is perfectly possible to go through life never saying anything racist, anti-Semitic, homophobic, transphobic or Ableist and still be an asshole. I'd even go so far as to argue that you have to work to be that evil in this day and age. Sorry, Elon Muskrat. Even if you were to dial it back, you've gone too far. History will forever vilify you, and I don't feel the least bit sorry. 

The Answer

 I write
Everyday,
Hoping that within words
I'll find the answer
To the question
My heart won't stop asking.

If I'm always speaking,
Then why is nobody listening?

I have no answer.
I don't know if I know nothing,
Or if I can't find the one person
Willing to listen.

So I write.
Because there's nothing else I can do. 

    Technically, it's the day before labor day, but I'm not suspending any of my poetry sessions. I have to say, it feels weird to be in a position where holidays don't matter. They could matter, I suppose, if I wanted to risk my rather fragile mental health, but after having my psyche destroyed by college I don't think that it's worth it. It's weird. If you had asked me at the time, I'd have said that I wanted to be in college forever, mostly because opting out of work isn't supposed to be an option unless you're insanely wealthy. Yet here I am, admitting it publicly because I don't think it should be a crime to not want to work in this day and age. We're a world of developed societies, why should we devote most of our life to creating wealth we will not benefit from? 

    It's eleven pm on Friday night as I'm writing this. I'm just finding it hard to find new things to say. After writing about how Elon Musk could have built his own private world in so many ways, I keep seeing the ways in which the wealthy seem to have carved up society for their own benefit. As a Dreamer, I understand why, but as a civilian, I'm not sure why we're letting them. Actually, I'm not sure why we WERE letting them. We're not letting them destroy our lives anymore, and that's a good thing. 

A Better Friend

 How do I learn to be a better friend?
What will it take to learn 
To say what's on my mind?
When will I learn that it's alright to say
That I wanted to be your friend for a reason?