What could anyone possibly learn beyond the tip of their own nose and the short sight it forces?
Who am I to speak and fight?
I am NOTHING.
Nothing but a damaged human who had been used, abused, thrown to the side, forgotten, trampled and spit on with a sneer...
A relic to be forgotten.
Useless...

That is asking too much, just like my teenage self. Much like the marginalized and abused young adult who was seen for nothing but their body and the use it would profit for others.
Why stand for truth behind freedom when you can strip it uncermounsiously?
Why look beyond yourself?

Instead I am forced to focus on the idiocracy of the minds of yesterday that refuses to release today.
I must swallow the bitter pill that I am not my own person, but a shape created by the majority of Minda that cannot relinquish the idea of "self" and ego.

To think that I have voted and fought for those like me as well as threatened unlike has been for naught.
To feel the hatred from not only from neighbors but those on high.
I thought this was left back in the past to be repressed in the delerium of trauma unsuited to help perform wonderfully today.

30 minutes isn't enough. Not even 2 hours twice a week. Trust me, I know.

Thanks! I was worried the green would be too dark, but ended up feeling like it just enhances it.

This is so cool!

Been causing chaos to everything around me since day 1.