The world being built is one that lacks honor, integrity, honesty, fairness and feels so dystopian & foreign that subjecting myself to keep participating in things my spirit so deeply rejects has manifested itself in physical side effects I'm quite frankly over experiencing.

I want out, I want off.

The Context already exists, but context means nothing in an lazy automated world.

I barely have the bandwidth to exist day to day, but I fight daily. I chose a life dedicated to creative expression, because art / music was the only thing that made life feel worth living.

I'm desperately trying to cling onto finding that worth in this new world, I'm absolutely light hearted and my spirit is playful and cheerful by default, but I lose that when forced to interact with B.S. I spent a lifetime dedicated to art and grew up during times when art reflected it's surroundings, expression was cathartic and powerful in dealing with broken systems and power imbalances.

I'll carry that energy with me until my last breath. You don't take how serious these systems getting worse to point of hopeless is, because you didn't spend the largest chunk of your life standing on principle for something bigger than yourself.

I can't log on virtually anywhere without seeing how f***ked the things I care about are, from healthcare to basic human connection, reach, search. Everything is stacked to suppress & extract.

You adapt, compromise, build an audience doing silly sh*t that distracts and eats up time that could be spent working on meaniful things, and hey look. They almost nuked your entire short form platform, just because......... oh you got it back? false alarm?

You realize the music industry has always been an abusive pimp so you take control of your own destiny and release independent. Oh what? Virgin / UMG just acquired one the largest independent distro / publishing in one swoop.

You realize there's a monopoly and you're a hamster on a wheel and your audience can be taken away at anytime so you pivot to new tech that markets itself in way that you own your audience, your work is safe. Oh wait, that entire sector of tec pulled a scooby doo mask off and turned out to be just as bad as the legacy systems their mission statement rejected and wait what's that? There's hardly any real humans using that tech either.

I literally don't have it left in me to keep exposing myself to reminders that any fair chance to survive in this world or even share meaningful human experiences virtually are being becoming non existent.

f**k shouting with my whole chest, my entire heart is about to explode.

waste of breath, energy.

Spirt me the F away with haste already.