I should reread Desert

that or just tune out and try not to think of living in the middle of an artificial mass extinction caused by capitalism because it’s too much to bear consciously weighing on your mind all the time

Thinking of all the natural world suffering so much and knowing it didn’t and doesn’t have to be this way hurts my soul in a way that makes it hard to want to do anything other than numb myself

Neither hedonism or revolutionary suicide are solutions and any salvageable future is gonna require an organized mass movement but with how dire things are and are accelerating and how feeble and small the left seems at this point at the same time the most craven cruel reactionary idiots are at the helm, it feels really bleak sometimes