communist manifesto and the realizations it has dawned on me

today in ap english we were talking about karl marxs communist manifesto and then later in my honors creative writing a discussion arose involving the government and salaries and health care and capitalism and what not. they were talking specifically about how the profession was declining and how wrong it was that the universal healthcare was declining the profits made by doctors. they were arguing that they are one of the highest demand professions there are, theres a lot training required, and its one of the most valuable jobs to be done for others. why should these people (even though they already have salaries) go and give surgery to this one guy without healthcare for free and use hours of his time on somebody who cant even pay for themselves? i was thinking about this last part and to be honest, i was disgusted with the few of my classmates for these words. it should be the biggest honor in the world to have the chance to be able to make a difference for a fellow human in a matter of life and death and be one of the few with the select capabilities to do so. the fact that these people are so worried with wealth in favor of the rich that they shouldnt help save the lives of some people without compensation is sick. capitalism has skewed true morals to a disgusting code of self profit and greed.

bacon shortage is bad news. gonna stock up like those crazy people stock weapons and all kinds of crazy shit for the zombie apocalypse but its just going to be wall to wall bacon

comparison

Comparison

sloping and curving bricks, the dusty red blends together

creating a flowing solid rock wall, twisting and pulsating.

or

grand white pillars of stacked granite

worthy of the gates of the infinite cosmos

or

White frames for the panes of shining, warped glass,

piercing the clouds as if they might bleed

distorting any unlucky person

into a repulsive monster

the architecture

constructed in such a non compulsory manner

makes us humans look like poorly

constructed mistakes

drop

object of my affection
i rise you to the platform in my mind
the pedestal
let me bequeath it to you
like a wreath of prickles
around your bare neck
puncturing your porcelain
like a needle through plastic wrap

Scatter Fire

but how am i supposed
to release fire
with no flint rock
no tools
and no lighter
no,
not that
but
i have electrical charges
spitting through my mind,
and through my whole body
sparks start fires
words to spit
hot
bottled fire
with the lid off

i dont know what to blog about so im just gonna blog about turtles. i wish i had a big cozy shell i could just shrink into to avoid people. see somebody you dont like coming your way? not anymore fuck you im a turtle. yea thatd be cool. and i could in the ocean and be all like wooooo im swimmin in the ocean aw shit check out that coral reef. i love sea life i wanna go scuba diving thatd be fun.. but theres a whole lot of work involved getting licensed so idk.... maybz not