I know that I've been biding my time of late, enjoying the artifacts of a much too slowly dying age and delighting in the amped up insanity of those who've corrupted and stolen everything corruptible or stealable from us and whom have now entered a state of envy over the greenness of their coconspirators' lawns. The trouble is that I quite frankly have no idea what to expect going forward.
Maybe it was all said by the oracle in the matrix "nobody can see past the choices they don't understand". Ironic considering that presently I'm choosing not to choose, but then, that still means actively being inactive which is still something under my control. Perhaps I am simply waiting for something which has been moving slower than a snails pace, or maybe I am not meant to see the next phase, especially since I'd expected that to have begun some time ago.
I understand that things will have to get well beyond the boiling point to trigger the proper level of outrage in the majority of sleeping denizens. That's what all the distractions and anti-depressant prescriptions were meant to do... Working as intended...
It's winter here in Canada, despite any canonical implications that might generally associate with mid-May. There really is no Eco-tax expensive enough to remedy that given that "climate" means an ever changing atmosphere, thus making the asinine term "climate change" synonymous with "ever changing change" which is ultimately your pocket change becoming theirs. I understand that the sun has more to do with the planet's climate than we do regardless of whatever fancy charts are cooked up based on creative accounting and false math.
In fact, I just discovered that if I want to recycle a TV or computer monitor, I must pay $10 per screen, regardless of its type... Landfill is still free though... Work out that math and it illustrates just how Eco-friendly green fees and carbon credits are actually intended to be... There is also no system to account for the fact that I could have paid an Eco-tax at the time of purchase, especially when considering how these things are now built to die milliseconds after the warrantee expires, so we get to prepay a service that we still have to pay for... Damned on the front end, then rammed up the rear end... (sigh)
I am totally aware that things are not meant to make sense to create conditions in our head which lead us into the waiting arms of distractions or antidepressants... And I feel I've just come full-circle... So I am going to meander off into my day and commune with whatever has been maintaining my sanity thus far.