Free from desire

I don't seek fame nor fortune. I care not for wealth or power. I seek only that, that should be a given right to all on this blue marble.

I desire freedom, I desire a place I can truly call home, I desire financial stability and above all else the desire to be myself.

But we are not free, we do not have basic amenities, nor do we have the freedom to be ourselves. What we do have is 99% wealth hoarded by the top 1%. Rent that costs so much that it would be cheaper to get a mortgage and own our own homes, but we don't make enough money to get a mortgage despite keeping on top of rent payments every month.

We are free to say and think what we want as long as the government agrees with it. We are free to have a roof over our heads as long as the landlords agree with it. We are free to own our own stuff as long as the manufacturers agree with it.

Are we truly free?

No idea why

 Sometimes I feel like I want to cry and I have no idea why.

Do you think I could write anything positive in this blog?

Do you think I could write anything positive in this book?

I don't know, I feel like its all going to be gloom and doom, along with bad spelling, gramma and hand writing.

So how am I feeling today? My energy is up today, still got a cough from the chest infection and can breath normally now. On antibiotics for it, been on it for three days now.

The only time I think about writing, lets call it a journal as a diary sounds too girlly. But every time I think about writing the journal, its because I'm angry or sad or life is sucking about something.

That's why I said is it just going to be me raging against the machine. I hope not, it would be nice to write about the positivise too.

The hardest part would be to keep up with this practise and make it a routine.

I do feel like we are all slaves to the system and we are still no different to wild animals, just with extra steps.