General decay

So I again neglected this blog. For a whole year it seems. Not that I didn't have things to write or to (try to) share. I always thought I had to share ideas, and social medias, blogs and Internet in general was such a fantastic way to share with other humans and... create. I feel that by sharing and cooperating, by discussion, humans actually evolve.

We do. I dare to say we, but uhhh... that's precisely what I'm not sure of.

I always sought recognition. As a valid human, always. And uhhh it hasn't really happened. And my reason tells me, shouts to me to give up on that. And I do but I feel this thing in me, it's some kind of a chip that's there in my brain still functionnal...

We're programmed a certain way that doesn't fit at all this society, this size, a global human society idk... 

I've been reading and thinking a lot about the emergence of Homo Sapiens and their encounter with those we call Neanderthal. Can you imagine a mix breed individual, say one of their great grand-parents was a Neanderthal in today's world, in 2026? Well that's what we are.

I dare to say we.

So I rationally decided it was worthless to try to share ideas in today's world. Worthless to write. Since no one reads me... 

Anyways I am working on something, I've been writing this in my head for all my life and it's closer than ever to take form but again, it's difficult to find the motivation to draft it. No one would read it.

I noticed that this blog gets some visits, so now that I'm giving up, it seems the ashes are still burning idk...

I'm going back to more basic things: baking bread, feeding sparrows, growing plants.

I have to cut down on smoking pot. My health is declining it seems, or I have to adapt to being older and change my ways... wtf. I don't see any use for that, I mean... I don't wanna.

This Winter is being very, very harsh. And very long. Also Canada is clearly under threat and if I live that much longer I'll become an American. I'm not very excited by that, nor very scared though. 

I just realize that if I live much longer, it won't be very much fun as I'll be watching the World collapse. And myself.

General decay, as The Smiths sang*.

Dominique Rock

* ...Amid concrete and clay
And general decay
Nature must still find a way...

 "Stretch Out and Wait"
(Morrissey / Marr)