Everything is so fucked
[CW: Depressive rant about systemic death]
I just want to fix this shithole planet but I can't and it's eating me up inside.
How many people are fucking dying alone in their homes from something preventable because they can't afford a doctor? How many are dying cold in the streets because capitalists would rather eat the poor than help them.
Am I doing enough? Am I next?
All you can do is whatever you can do. Sometimes that's just surviving the day, and that's okay too. Nothing will ever be enough, but that's not the point. The point is to do it, because it's the right thing to do.
I know that's not exactly a happy thought, but it's something I hold on to when I feel this way.
Do what you can in the capacity you have. I get fustrated all thr time our leaders don't listen. Corporate doesn't listen. You see all the resources that are right there and they aren't being used effectively or deliberately used in a wrong way to make profits for outside interests.
The people in power are compromised and the voters who
are brainwashed into an abusive realtionship or don't care.When you see all this bicker and squander it doesn't suprise me Aliens want to just keep us here in this hellworld. I wouldn't trust humans looking from the outside in either.
but we have our little outclave of outcasts here and that makes it a bit better to be serving in hellworld with you. 
I just want to let you know that while your owl antics are funny and iconic, it's your huge heart and the tenderness you inspire in return that make you so beloved here
Cherish anything that you can find or create that isn't fucked, and take the rest one step at a time. Virtual hug to you comrade.
I am told I give fantastic hugs and I really wish I could be there to crush you with a big warm bear hug
Sending virtual hugs
I get it
Just wish I could give you one in person
You're good people. As far as everything bring fucked and getting more fucked-er. Yes. That is the case. But yknow, we've got a job to do, gonna give the floor to one of my favorite Maia, gandalf his dam self
'So do all who live to see such times. But that is not for them to decide. All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us. There are other forces at work in this world Frodo, besides the will of evil.'
I'd recommend reading Lord of the Rings to anyone who's just seen the movies cause the spectrum between despair hopelessness and hope is prominent and hopelessness is 0. Negative hope is despair, zero hope means you still haven't gone down despite. Don't sink below zero.
I take solace in knowing that, even if I can only help just a little, it has to be enough. That's just how it works—I cannot give more of myself if it doesn't leave anything left behind. Because then I'd be dead, and I couldn't help anybody else.
I like to garden in my free time, and I've slowly converted all the abandoned flower beds in our townhouse block into gardens. Corn, beans, squash, carrots, onions and chives, (way too fucking many) raspberries, and a cross-section of fresh herbs in every bed to naturally ward off most pests (and be yim-yum). Free food! I think I harvest maybe 10 to 20% of it myself, and I turn it into chili. I tell the neighbors they can have some for free, and their friends can have some too, if they ask. It opens up conversations, and I know it's made a difference in some folks' lives.
One comrade cannot fix the whole planet. If you can't do a lot, a little is okay. You don't need to be personally executing landlords—giving your neighbor some soup helps, too.
I don't have a garden of my own, but I have a family member that lets me plant stuff in theirs, I might give them a visit and see how those flowers are doing
That sounds rad. My family won't give me an inch of their property to plant food crops on. Their loss—24/7 fresh herbs is tight as hell.
But the garden is just my thing. It's an example. Praxis isn't just restricted to setting up an anarchist cell to blow up the Francis Scott Key Bridge and blame it on a cargo ship. It can be giving your neighbor a pan of fresh cornbread because you "made too many" (and know they're behind on rent). Or making your home a safe place for GNC kids in the neighborhood.
Just do what you can. It is enough. You are enough.
(If anybody has any advice on how to deal with raspberries like how Mao dealt with sparrows, please let me know. Holy fuck, I should not have planted those.)
Haha oh man, I live in a hot climate so I can't help you there. You should get some tasty berries after a frost though, right?
Nooooooo I want to kill them! They spread faster than all the mint I planted on a golf course that one time!
Look, make me 500 mint raspberry pies and your problem is solved
