loneliness, absurdism, and radicalization
today is the collateral from the november 5th election. donald trump is our president, and i expected nothing less. there's an air of loneliness, desperation, and bitter resentment that has encapsulated a large pool of voters, decimating one's hope and trust for a better tomorrow. this betrayal is written in the electoral votes. part of me is angry. part of me is hurting. i'm upset on a lot of different facets. but i feel moved, i guess, in an extremely selfish way. i feel more inclined towards servitude. i more inclined towards knowledge and education. there's a privilege written all over my hands, and i need to bestow the fruits of my labor onto others for good. i am miniscule, but i move with intention. this is a cry for help that i need to answer. i want to protect people. i want to move towards organizing, mutual aid efforts, and education. i want to be within the network of support. in community. i'm going to help.
these are my goals:
- get back into writing. get back into expressing my feelings and myself. get back into reading too, it's dualistic.
- continue working myself in a physical matter. i want to become stronger and more in touch with my body.
- work for others. work for myself. i'm going to get educated and support everyone. i'm going to be a doctor. i'm going to be a scientist. i'm going to help undeserved populations. i will do this shit.