Catch-22

     Sometimes it seems I don’t know this world anymore. I mean sure I know the government is corrupted with people who are on the take. Every season brings more decay into the moral fabric of decency. It’s always been there since the whole experiment began. I’m not blind to what’s going on, I just can’t believe how fast we’re falling now. Spiraling into chaotic forms of anger and turmoil.

      No such thing as having a conversation without mudslinging and name calling. Not just the political figureheads vying for office. Just like Regan’s trickle down economics, this venom that started at the top has made it’s way to the citizens.

      It’s in every soundbite that makes it’s way to every comment on social media. Hate-speak is rampant and it’s trying to take root inside our heads. Unfortunately some have already let it consume them.

      I just can’t watch a game or a video without some kinda divisive rhetoric creeping into the moment I start to enjoy something. It seems almost intentional anymore. As if some demon enters the room and thinks, “Oh, Damian’s starting to enjoy himself a little to much here. We better do something to end that quick.” It’s like clockwork I tell you.

      How can I get past this? I only see two ways out of this predicament. One, unplug myself from this digital anchor that only wants to pull me down to the lowest level of hell. Two, just stop giving a fuck about every living thing on the planet.

      The latter is not even possible for me mainly because I care too much. I don’t wanna give up on peace, love, and understanding. I’m constantly hopeful for some twisted reason. It’s the empathetic Pisces D.N.A. that’s coursing thru my veins, as it pulls on my heartstrings.

      Since discovering I’m a triple Pisces, that just means there is more of those feelings to go around. It also explains why I’ve been this way my whole life, I always try to see the good in people, even if there is none to be found. I’m just a hopeless romantic when it comes to other souls in this rat race.

      I’m kinda using the first example though. I try to unplug from the world a couple of hours a day. It helps a little to get a break from the madness. But the reality is I have to plug back in to know what’s going on in the world. So I’m damned if I do, damned if I don’t.