Mister Neon

I’m mentally unwell because I don’t have a source of income.

Will they help me get a job? Is there a Lemmy instance for that?

I absolutely do not feel ok today.

If he is real then he is dead. If he is not dead then he exists like a reflection in a mirror exists. If he is more than a reflection then he hates me.

I hate the world. I’m the son of a junkie. I’m old without a family of my own. I’ve lived my life having to kowtow to the privileged and imbecilic to earn table scraps. Now I go hungry because such people lead my nation and have ripped the last scraps of providence from my grasp. I am wretched.

Hate is the core of my being. Without it I’m as hollow as a ghost.

I hate therefore I live.

There isn’t a video.

Hate. Hate for the world. Hate for myself. I’ve seen my reflection in the obsidian mirror. If Tezcatlipoca was real I would live for the laughter he must have at my expense for my misery. Tezcatlipoca isn’t real and I hate that.

Trump took my job. It’s been months and I can’t get a human to look at my resume. My former colleagues are having the same experience.

I’m doing really bad.

I regret voting for him.