I'm having a horrible time containing my rage towards society. The political system and the people who run it are just a giant heap of shit that never biodegrades. I try to be in harmony with the earth but on gloomy days I cant help but feel gloomy. Gloomy days are a day for smoking but when you have nothing to smoke it doesn't work out. It's a dependency yes but I sympathize with ernest Hemingway when he said An intelligent man is sometimes forced to be drunk to spend time with his fools. Some may call it elitist or cocky but if your someone who focuses on every atrocity of society your doomed to psychosis unless you have some sort of escape.

Without some sign of success I don't know how much longer I can make it. If I tell someone they will want to medicate me but their medications have only spun me around until I reached oblivion. Im running from complacency and their chemical concoctions offer me no help.