Modern Monsters

“ Nobody loves me. Everybody hates me. I might as well eat some worms.” it’s a kid song but for me it’s true and nobody cares. This is in a prison, but it might as well. Oh there all these fun activities to do. Things like bingo, CLR Uno, and a bunch of other games I have no interest in. If you could go anywhere in the entire world, where would you go? I go back to sleep. The government thinks I’m a monster. They think all of us are monsters and this is where we belong because we’re monsters That’s what governments do. They compartmentalize, they put one group one against another. Us against them. This is where these people live. This is where these people live think about the trail of tears. That’s why I said for the Pledge of Allegiance that’s why I said during the Star-Spangled Banner I hate America not the original America, the America that puts monsters in long-term care facilities. That way monsters can be safe from the regular Community or more accurately the regular Community can be safe for monsters just like they used to be a black bathroom in a white bathroom but now it’s disability instead of Color. The biggest minority group in America is the disabled and the regular Community. See this is monsters and sometimes they’re right. I should know I live with them.

But consider the metaphor of school not every eighth grader is at an eighth grade education. Some are smarter. Some are stupider. “What do you call 10,000 lawyers chain to the bottom of the ocean?” A good start.” the ones that care that we’re here are the paper pushers., the social workers, the occupational therapists, basically those getting paid from the government. But if I die tomorrow, somebody would jump on this quicker than a bee towards honey. We’re woken up at 5 AM once a month for fire drill cause I don’t really care about fire safety.? no we don’t and no one listens to us because we’re monsters and they want to keep the monster safe. And we need supervision anywhere we go because what if the monsters did something the regular Community doesn’t approve of? The difference between me and a prisoner as a prisoner as rights I don’t have rights. I am a monster and the government doesn’t give monsters rights. A prisoner can get married. I can’t A prisoner can earn money I can’t. A prisoner has the right for a trial. I don’t because I’m a monster. We are taken to the grocery store every other week if we run out of basic supplies were told we should’ve thought of that before went shopping last. We can’t allow the monsters out of the gates. Mandatory room inspections once a week. We’re not allowed to own guns. We can’t get published over there’s a bullshit long paperwork if we have any complaints. Nothing will be done about it, but there is a process.

We can talk to a therapist, but the therapist will believe the employees not the monsters. Some monsters are allowed to make noise some aren’t. Compartmentalization. They put Asians in concentration camps in California during World War II. They put Jews in concentration camps at the same time. Hitler got his ideas from the United States of America with the Native Americans. I hate America, but there is no other good country in the world and it’s too expensive to get the outer space.

I can get snail mail, but I’m not technically allowed to get email. “Necessity is the mother of invention.” you’ll see someday things will get better or they won’t remember the serenity prayer. “ if it first you don’t succeed try try again.” “ insanity is doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results “. But how can those both be true?

Death is the ultimate form of freedom after death. I’d be allowed to have friends get married. Have kids check my email have a gun decide what I own decide with the read everything but if I talk about it to put me in the psych ward and I don’t wanna go back to the psych ward. No telephones no email no electronics of any kind no shoelaces. The only good thing about the psych ward is that the women are not allowed to wear bras and sometimes there are baths

I looked down at my shoes. There were shoelaces so that’s good. I’m not in the Looney bin. There’s no DVR here which is a pain in the ass, but what’s the news so I can feel less isolated they found that if they let monsters watch TV they get less violent. They’re kleptomaniacs here. I’m sexually arrested every day, but they don’t care. They just care that the outside world is safe from us monsters and we don’t have any rights anyway you can’t take legal action get by property or monsters. Nobody care cares about us.

There may or may not be a God. But I’ve talked to people. Babies with cancer, crack babies. Why would God allow this? What did the baby ever do?

Some of us were born monsters. Some of us metamorphosis in the monsters later in our lives, it doesn’t matter as Led Zeppelin said., “Crying won’t help you praying. What do you know good”.

They say we’re allowed to appeal but then what? We can be homeless, hungry everything we all could be thrown away we can move back in with our legal guardian, and who wants that.? this is what they would want if they were us, but they’re not us. There within the letter of the law that within the spirit of it. “ nobody loves me. Everybody hates me. I might as well eat some worms.” “ Suicide is what happens when the pain becomes greater than they related to cope with the pain.” there’s a hope there’s no prayer. There’s no future. There’s me writing slowly in a time capsule because I’m a monster. “God bless America.”