Simple connection, complicated conundrum

As I find myself listening to the infamous Simple Man by Lynyrd Skynyrd (a song only made more popular by its mention in the more famous song, Sweet Home Alabama), I wonder if the energy spent focusing on getting the right grammar and spelling would better be spent praying to the plant gawds (it's cuter to write it this way; trust).

See, I care far too much about these things. I live in a metropolis called Toronto, and you need to be able to focus your energy on the things that make you feel right instead of getting pushed and pulled along the tide of furious creativity; the furious madness of endlessly making more money to buy things we do need, all surrounded by the saturated advertising market that does nothing but encourage people to consume total garbage (i.e. beer, bread, pasta, extremely processed ingredients etc.).

Which is why now I vaporise. And I also vape because it's a fun ritual: I inhale smoke only when I combust, which is pretty rare for me these days. Actually, I don't think I've combusted anything this year, except random incense sticks I find strewn across the shelves interspersed throughout the ancient house I still call home; 24 years.

I find myself getting annoyed at how terrible Alexa is at choosing songs that I might enjoy. For starters, the song after Simple Man is far too rapid for my tastes, and the lyrics depressing as hell. Or maybe I perceive them to be this way: after all, I tend to turn tragedies into comedies (e.g. I thought the ending to A Farewell to Arms was fairly comical...) and comedies into tragedies (A Midsummer Night's Dream, anyone?).

I am so annoyed by the self-described beginner musician who plays his broken guitar endlessly; I can hear the minor notes echo throughout the house, and whilst I try and listen to positive music, it seems to me like I'd rather invent words out of thin air to lose the reader into moving onto something far more interesting, like computer games.

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Speaking of computers... I still haven't repaired my gaming PC. I'm still stuck using my gaming keyboard, cheap Amazon gaming mouse, and overpriced speakers to connect to the online realm. I just can't seem to do it very long (connect, that is) on my Nokia, because I always end up dropping it eventually and feeling terrible about the amount of manpower (or womanpower, if you want to use ugly irreal words;and women aren't ugly by nature, mind you, for it would be a terrible flaw in logic to deny the antecedent or whatever).

Okay, let's see how well this Charlotte's Web is at calming my hyperactivelyanxious mind. NO, STOP SPELL CHECKING ME, Firefox.

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Success? It's hard to say; I tend to chain vape, something that is very much akin to chain smoking.. Chain smoking isn't good. Therefore, chain vaping probably isn't great either; and all this is especially true if you're consuming plants without reason.

It's snowing on the streets of New T.Dot City

Springfall is here. Summer is near. I'm inclined to disappear... for a while.

Many baby boomers ruin the economy; I try to fix things

Idiotic human beings in power (read: Trump, Ford, Brexiteers) do not don't give a shiz about Gaia, because someone's spending money where they shouldn't be.

Anyway... provocative text aside... wtf are the liberals doing for car(d) addicts? At least I try on a consistent basis to self-improve.

 The system is rigged against folk like me, sometimes.

*Sigh*

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GTFO would have been a better title for the movie Get Out; just like Led Zeppelin should have been spelled Lead Zeppelin, in honour of Hydrogen gas.

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We are addicted to colour.
Bugs are crushed for color.
Are you against crushing bugs? (Generally, yes).
If so, you're not really vegan because you do not care about other human beings.
(There's argument for ya).

Libertad freewrite #x

I write incessantly because I like using adverbs.
I like adverbs because they make things run continuously.
Ergo, I like to use latin because it's not a dead language; it's a language that keeps extant species from going extinct in our minds.

It's so sad that I have so many brilliant ideas; you probably do too, but we're all shackled up by the food we eat.

I want to publish this right now, and I think I should but not before I consider the fact that I can sometimes save a draft instead and come back to it later, something I will certainly not do until this sentence is done; thankfully for me, sentences usually end with a full stop and in this case, there are none to be found unless you're willing to split a semi-colon aka un point virgule.