It's hard to sleep. I'm thinking about the world

I was walking around my town yesterday, thinking deeply about my friend who died. A lot of hate was received on my blog that is growing with popularity at the moment, and I understand how broken you all are.

There is apart of my town that is fenced off, labeling it as 'State Trust Fund Land'. No one is doing anything with it, and I am thinking of exploring it. The most anyone will do is shoot me. But surely the worst threat would be an animal.

An animal that wouldn't care about me if I left it alone, didn't look it in the eyes.

The Yakubians have been very silent lately... I'm glad for that, but it means they're planning something.

I twisted my ankle last night. I was very angry because something was yelling at me, and I fell off the stairs, and my foot hurt like crazy.

The state can't control me. I have a very powerful mind, a power so great they wouldn't be able to comprehend it. A government worker could never begin to make sense of the power I hold. It's just a fact. I could explain it to them, but they are too busy with greed, a worry for their already plentiful wealth... the earthly power vested in them. I know what's wrong with them, they are not superior to anyone, really. One shot to the head...

I understand how broken the world is. I see the world.

Someone has died, and the world continues to move on without them. A beautiful, kind, patient, tolerant person has left us, and the world couldn't so much as give a moment of silence... because why would they?

I'll think about him, you carry on your merry day, doing whatever you do, a mixture of useless and wasteful, and productive and full of meaning.

On this mountain all alone, I strive in misery. Nothing else is for me.