Jarmund

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!

Una ayudita pls 🫶

I have as much optimism as i can muster but i'm struggling. For me the fact that i am even writing my thoughts here is a bit of an admission of weakness. I am deeply frustrated.

I have autism. I'm fucking hating my life, this is more on a personal level. I still have hope for the working class and do my best. I find it really hard to talk to people, i dunno how to connect with regular folks around work. Barely can utter yes and no at times without freezing; how am i supposed to agitate? I picked the ideology that requires the most SOCIAL skills. The theory is correct, it is good, proven and works. It's just me. I don't "work". Boyfriend stares at me with blank stare puppy eyes when i try to talk socialism because he has ADHD. I love him a lot, and he does so too back. Used bananas to explain basic socialism to him, which it has been the only info his birdy brain has retained. Did i say i love him?

Mom; live with her, stuck with her. Can't escape because no stable jobs. Took me 5 years to get a very simple degree, as health issues, depression and COVID happened. Transitory services enterprises (E.S.T) are the bane of my existence as companies no longer hire directly but through an intermediary. They use you until they no longer need you and most of the time always pay the minimum and you have to be fucking thankful for it according to mom. (Fuck neoliberalism)

Housing in Chile for people my age is fucked. Prices are getting fucked. Jobs are fucked. My mental state is fucked and Penco is REALLY FUCKED (have you seen the fires?)