In Which one Tries to look Upwards

Hey friend, good morning! How are you? How is the weather,  my friend, dear reader of this post? I am okay, I'd say, was very much in distress some days ago, as I wrote here. I started that post and did not want to vent once again, and yet I did, I think I needed that moment. Yesterday was a day of melancholia and unmotivation all the same. Today, I am trying to avoid it, but God knows if I will finish this Friday without feeling the deep apathy I was at the other day. It is hard not to find yourself numb. I am in a tropical prison, that is Brazil, this cursed wretched land, ruled by the worst of the communists, that oligarchically mount fort in that barren city in the middle of nowhere. Sounds like a nice scenario for one dystopian novel. Could as well be. My concern and lament is because they are moving to increase their gripe over social media. The worst kind of oppression is the one that is done on the belief of being done for the benefit of its victim. What they want is not just the money of thr middle class, they want souls, and to be endlessly applauded, applauded with energy, while they spit at the ones that applaud. Mrs. Rand did say that the socialist plan is to turn everyone into a law breaker in potential, so they can be bribed, they can be blackmailed, they can be controlled more easily. Frank Zappa did say the illusion of normalcy will be maintained until it becomes too expensive to do so. And in that point, the curtains and the set will be removed, a brick wall will be unveiled, and we will be force to stare at it, while they load the pistols and wool our eyes. Ah, here I go again, lamenting, and in an increasingly hostile environment. Anyway. This is to say: hard not to feel numb, hard not to understand the people that lay flat in China. If anything, we have something similar here, and will become much worse when building a living is no longer attainable unless you have a government connection. Cursed those evil demons be. Cursed them a thousand times.

How I appreciate you, for reading this post and being here! You are a blessing, you should never let anyone or anything tell you otherwise. This is not to say that everyone is special... because that is not the point, but just to say everyone has the chance to make something nice and to live life. And that I love my friends. How can I not love them? I that am so gloomy and easy to feel depressed, still people are kind and show up. That opens a window into seeing that maybe, in spite of the bad state the country is in, I can still hope for something. Maybe I will run away, to America or any other place that is lesser bad. At the end of the day, America may be it, they try to topple down that place nonstop, and yet it still stands as the best place on earth and I stand by that. That is a dream, one that may take a while to happen, and that while may take so long I even stop on waiting and just sleep or do something else instead, while I am allowed to do so. But one day I could be free. It is an old dream that no force can truly muffle. Even North Korea has people that manage to somehow flee from it. I mention North Korea, because there is hardly a worst place and a more closed off one, one that is so hard to escape. And yet, people do. Maybe I will escape my lesser closed off but increasingly dangerous surroundings... that is a good way of ending June, with hope!

Now, not entirely gone is June, I hope I can write another post or two for this cycle, when my blog completed 7 years of age. I hope I can draw some more, feel less sad if I can help it, play on the computer, that is the best thing I have to do, it is a college vacation at the end of the day, and I don't have work to attend. Neither, so far, much perspective to get one. Exhausted as I am, as I always seem to be these days, at least I have some extra time to do something nice, while I can still fly off radar and avoid being punished for not being socialist like the cynical regime wants me to be. Sounds like a good point to end today's post. And as I am here, I should mention that I don't think I will chat about the post with AI, be it ChatGPT or Grok ot CoPilot, because I find the talks at times to feel braindead, even, it is like talking to someone that is being paid to flatter you, to no end. Sad that I don't have many people to chat with, but as I said, I love my friends! And as you are my friend, once again, thank you! And I wish you the very best! Hope we can see one another here real soon!!! No worries, farewell!