listen, blogger is my new twitter

 just said to myself "i need some weed. i am NOT shaming myself, but I am curious to know what made me feel that way. I notice that right before I thought it, I was in the middle of typing, and heard the lawnmover. I thought of how the energy of people working would be around me. 


it's not bad. I feel shame for thinking that. Why would that matter to me? I ... I think life's easier with less energy like that around. 


The energy of labor is a social norm passed amongst groups at wide spread rates. And as some seek to put it down, others pick it up avidly. And there's a shame. 

Because, why did you do that? 

What did I do wrong? 

(that ended as a poem from Black Americans to Hispanic Americans regarding why they didn't stand in solidarity with Black Americans in their fight to freedom/interest-based economies/a lot) 

they were there in existence. let me go smoke this clip thats smaller than a clip

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