Why!?!

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Doing what I can.  Getting nowhere for it?  Or so.  Ah, but I did just go up on heart medicine.  I am healed, mostly, save the old wound.  And a bit of that hip bruise, some scab remaining on the knee... both roadrash areas, and slight ankle impingement?  Or such.  Still, I'm in excellent shape, technically, by recent/local variability.

But it really is still cool, cold even, out there.  I turned the heat up today, but it's just not enough.  So sleepy!  Not enough to nap, but enough to be annoyed with life in general.  Runny nose too, which might actually be a sign of another part of the problem, allergies?  I've usually not had pollen reactions, but the last few springs... I think so?  Hmm, may have to see if there is something to take for that, that works with my particular issues?  Yes, maybe... if, when, I can get out.  Going through tissue like there is no tomorrow.

I did get laundry started.  Made coffee and that is going down.  Took medicine, and vitamin D and K.  Got electrolytes in.  Fed Sassy a few times already.  Am just waiting to catch a bit of a wind, to get a shower.  Then get dressed as if pj's weren't acceptable attire.  Ugh.

A slow, dripping, cold, sleepy, day.  But I have so many things to do, that I even want to do!  So... very tired, and sleepy.

I had to laugh.  Companies are panicking about people not buying... things.  Anything.  From cars to houses to washing machines to cheap slave labor Chinese plastic things.  When... you take all the value of the marbles, give it to a few people, who already have everything they need or could even want... and then some?  Guess what?  No one buys anything.

Of course, every bit of shrill whining by the msm, rentier class, and on up?  Alligator tears.  Just as when they complain about not enough children being born, here, in Europe, or in China.  Even Russia.  This is exactly what they want.  The useful idiots, who went with the reset and didn't realize it would eat their lunch too?  Well, sure, they are squealing like stuck pigs.  They have, or had, things to lose.

The good news is?  For those who have, and had, little?  It's... not much of a loss.  So long as other pursuits can be found.  Even I have found other pursuits.  I don't even bother with games these days.  I have given those up.  I just watch as things go their natural way.  Taking notes, not bothering with names.  Their lord will throw them down in due time, or mine will.

Do I think they knew?  Yes.  But they... didn't think it would sting that much, at the various tops... government, corporate, various "elite".  I... keep thinking back to a movie which really did entertain me.  The only problem with the movie is I couldn't get "into it".  I can empathize with those who would be affected, much as with those affected by what is happening now.  From my past.  These things just don't affect me now, even if they end up killing me.  I know the ending, the real one.  No matter the days of darkness to come, hell on earth, or else.  Those are only a danger to those who believe their life is... all there is?  Who don't see beyond?  Won't?  

Horror only works on those who can be horrified.  Who haven't seen, experienced, and then gone beyond terror.  Though, those who live in, and of, sin?  I'd... be afraid.  Even when I tried to be an atheist?  Even being surrounded by atheists?  I knew better.  I knew where that was going.  But, it was easier... to coast to hell than to attempt to climb to heaven.  

Funny thing though?  On my way to salvation, I found the narrow, steep, difficult to find path?  A little nicer than I had feared, a rather pleasant walkway through the surrounds of the Garden of Eden.  Might not be able to go in, but can pass by, enjoy some of the comfort, and lessor fruits, along the way.  Truly.  The road to heaven only seems like a distant, difficult, dream.  Give up your pride, surrender your will, let go of your entitlements, lower your standards for self, and walk.  

I had always thought this would be a miserable, uncomfortable, hot, dry, dusty, lonely road.  It's... so much better than the road I was on.  And started with merely changing directions.  Though... it... does get steeper, more frightening at times.  But once the way is more sure, the body surer, the legs stronger, even in the darkest nights of discontent, there is only peace, even joy.  For that alone, I would prescribe the path, finding it, going it.  Far less lonely, even if company is rarer?  Yes, I would say so.  Especially compared to past company.  A few friends, or a thousand hateful compatriots.  You choose.

Well... I... will finish coffee.  Then sort some things.  Then... some other things?  Ugh.  So tired and sleepy.  But I think it's improving.  Enough, and fast enough, to get to anything?  Who ever knows.  Later.