What You See Is What You Get

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Getting excited about the future is not a problem. Neither is sharing that you had a bad day and that the world sucks and it should be better.

All of the realm of human experience and emotion is available to you even as they try to lock it down to dismiss that you shouldn't feel the feels you feel. Feel them. And fuck the people trying to shut you down. What is left of humanity if we are edited away from our own emotion?

What is emotion even?

But a thing that keeps you and your offspring alive.

Kind of important. Why I have a problem with what I have experienced, observed, and the patterns I am seeing being repeated.

Be human. Be yourself.

“But not like that.”

It’s okay to be angry, and to not let the sun go down on your anger.

There is a reason those emotions exist.

Common sense can go a long way, even when your other senses are overwhelmed.

I recall a specific event when I had to slam a door to make a point. I was scolded for being angry aggressive.

A man had just threatened to kill me, however.

And he then threw a computer desk chair across the hallway.

He was not punished for his behavior.

I was scolded for slamming a door.

The entire world has lost its fucking mind.

That’s what I thought then and now.

I don’t think many things will be classified in the future once you can see the potential. That is probably why I just live how I do, as if it’s all being recorded somewhere else. Because it was, and it is.

When something gets swapped when you record to change the meaning…

like when i’m writing and the audio transcription doesn’t match and totally changes the meaning.

When a real life record gets tampered with to change the meaning…

Like when documents and even spare keys to my vehicle went missing from my safe vault.

When everything is editable, what is sacred?

And why would you do that to a mother with children who particularly respects the record and think she’d just let it go?

I’m out here keeping notes in my dumb fucking journal bro