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Whenever the door closes a window opens, but I don’t see any windows except the one on my computer, which is not what I need.  The door is closed.  You can’t put the cat back in the bag. It’s over I signed my life away and it isn’t a metaphor.   Someone wants to ask me do I know what it’s like to be worth more dead than alive at the time of the answer was no no I’m not so sure.   My teacher was talking about life insurance, but I’m talking about something else which is life.   In the movie, the Lorax the word and the stone is hope but I don’t have a stone with the word and even if I did, I don’t think it would give me hope.  I’m not depressed. I’m factual.  Think about a quadriplegic who feels like they’re stuck in their body or schizophrenic who feels they’re stuck in their head.  I’m just stuck.   There was a point in my life where I felt like I had a goal or a purpose but right now there’s no hope there’s no future. There’s just me being stuck in a long-term care facility where I have to make sure the staff is happy with me.  The doors are closed at 9 PM every night and we’re not allowed to go out unless there’s a fire and if we do get out, the doors are locked so we can’t get back in and it’s cold outside.   The pledge of allegiance is bullshit which is why I’ve never stood up for it. I broke my hand over my heart. It is liberty and justice for all is liberty and justice for all but us.  When the door closes a window opens, but if we go outside of the facility and they can’t find us, they call the police the fireman everyone the world would be better of 10,000 firewood were 6 feet underground then maybe they’d stay out of our lives.  

     They always say it’s for our protection and our safety for the safety of the staff but it’s bureaucratic bullshit and everyone knows it.   all we’re doing is funding the paper pushers.   The original idea was to keep us safe, but it’s not about that anymore. It’s about redoing paperwork so the people in the government keep getting paid.  Everyone has to get up at 4 AM for a fire alarm when there’s no fire because what if there was a fire, we need to practice fire safety.   I didn’t choose to come here as forced to by my legal guardian, which is the 21st-century word for owner. I am a piece of property. Someone else can become my legal guardian and I could become a warden of the state. Warden means someone owns me.   God bless America.  The land of the fees and the home of the slaves.  Imagine walking into a supermarket and someone shoves food in your face and says that’ll be $3.96.  But I have to pay for this place or my insurance company does and I never asked for it.   Other people want these benefits I want one of their Americans have a house a car children maybe some pet pets, but dream on.  I’ve almost died two times here because of cleanliness because the state wants to make sure that our place is sanitary and fire safe and that our Food meet state standards.   How much you want to bet the governor doesn’t eat food in state standards eat regular food at regular restaurants.  

     But we can have people who are like us interact with the regular public because what with the regular public think they might be offended that would be the worst thing in the world or what if we embarrass them.   We need to put them in a place that’s gated and away from the regular world to keep them safe just like they put Asians in California and concentration camps because what if they were part of the Japanese army?   

      I’ve been physically restrained because of clean. I almost died of an asthma attack because I thought my nebulizer was dirty so they threw it away and then I had an asthma attack and there was no nebulizer but clean is important.   But they won’t shut the door on this place because they have friends in the state.   Coffee with a cop, flowers for fireman and shit for our customers.  

      We’re not allowed to own guns so there goes shutting that door.  We can’t even have alcohol because it would be a tripping hazard.   We do not have any of the rights in the constitution of the USA because of who we are and where we are, and the government makes rules that we have to follow.   Certain inalienable rights except for us since we apparently aren’t people.  I guess we must be gorillas disguised is Homosapien.    

   The difference between us and prisoners is prisoners have rights like the right to affair trial the right to get married maybe have kids the hope that someday they can appeal or get a re-trial and get out we’re never allowed to get out. They have published laws, like letting us under the grass, but big deal.   We gonna have a garbage disposal because what if we heard ourselves with the garbage disposal we can’t have any tools in our room because what if we hurt ourselves. 

   But anything could happen what if there’s a terrorist attack we don’t have terrorist drills.  What if a haboob comes we don’t know what to do with that happens. They’re bullying things that could happen, but we only have to do things. This dumb government thinks are likely to happen or that the tax hours pay for them to think about happening and where did they get their tax from? 

    We go grocery shopping. It shows the taxes that we pay answer items like shampoo, bug spray, DVDs, and other things that aren’t  edible.  So we’re paying them to screw over us.   I stopped saying the national anthem years ago. Maybe we can move to another country and teach English since I speak English, but I need to figure out how to get out of the country. I’m not even allowed to go to Walmart without supervision I thought of tools to kill myself. I don’t have any tools that’s why I have to depend on people who work here who I hate.  Anarchy in the USA.