Everything you feel miserable about or discontent with arises from capitalism. I myself have grown hyper-aware of that fact since i read the three main ingredients of our favorite "Red MELvet" cake.
Everything started feeling hopeless and futile but with a more bittersweet taste of reality:
Because in the material analysis of forces around you, there is truth, the lie is bequeathed to the ignorant masses who were made to be ignorant by the very same system that enslaves them. (Never blame the individual in a system wide problem. This would be akin to blaming a single capacitor in a motherboard in a PC for not functioning when the power supply caught on fire)
And like the stages of grief, you reach out to the world (as i am ironically doing myself here) and start to talking to fish in the water.
Anyways: little fish swam with the current but then came a very wise, good looking, cigarrette chain smoker man from china and whispered to me...
"A single spark can start a praire fire"
"The world is a stage, the play is bad but the show must go on"
[Move mountains a pebble at a time quote here]
An immature comrade gets desperate, a mature comrade bides their time for better tides. Don't be a fish, (or shellfish, get it?) Be the stalin octopi the capitalist think you are meant to be!
I am too autistic (said my conditioned ableist ass in a very sarcastic manner) and the comedy mask for me in this very bad play was not forced... it was earned.
So learn how to be an octopus with a comedy mask your own way. Bye!
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