----- uploader's soliloquy: you read it cause it's there & what's it gonna hurt, huh?  -----  
every day I wake up and ask myself "is it the proletarian revolution yet?"  hope is the fools dream that someday a worker's calloused fist will crash through the floor in an exuberant "it is indeed, comrade, huzzah for the commoner! huzzah for the humble mail carrier, the nurse and the artist --- fully automated luxury communism, some dare call it the promised land, but whatever it is called, it has come to the relief of the school bus driver, the schoolteacher, the sales clerk, fry cook, amazon warehouse serf, and all who call those lot their equal, whatever it may be called, the time to realize human potential is upon us!" 

so far no luck but somebody did a relatable book called "hello i want to die please fix me" you can listen to if you don't want to get your hopes up too high with all this marx/jesus/muhammed/king/x/buddah/plato/fred hampton "life doesn't have to be comprised exclusively of unending suffering in peaseantry to an uncaring bald man who owns a yacht worth more than the supreme court's annual pre-tax bribe income combined and who's grandfather got rich rich looting dead jews bank accounts during the holocaust while I work 77 hours a week and still find time to compose beautiful music for no pay" stuff.

those dreamers always just get shot by the feds, anyway.but if you insist... read up!  marx will build your heart a beautiful railroad bridge to global human prosperity and then you check your watch and the president is still fake and your unhappy 18 year old supervisor is pissed cause you're late to make tacos for just under two-thirds of the cost to survive in the place you go every day to make tacos.  ---------------------or.... there's always the guillotine option ✊🏾 ☭ ⭐️ --------- ----- your time has become my time, and yet somehow, we both have less of it than when we started. surely something was gained, we'll probably understand when we're older. ~~~adieu~~~~