so, i got my letter of doom today. it's a package of forms to fill out.
considering
the experiences i've had with doctors here, i'm expecting to be
rejected, so i'm going to leave it to the last minute with the
expectation that i'll have to launch an appeal. that means i have
roughly six months left to live before i commit suicide. i'm planning
something grizzly outside the odsp offices (or outside of a doctor's
office) as a political statement. the purpose is to draw attention to
the fact that the system has failed me, and hopefully to produce
consequences for the people responsible for that.
the
flip side of this is that i don't want to waste the last six months of
my life fighting disability. so, i'm NOT going to try really hard to
find a doctor to fill this out - i'm going to make sure i get as much
music recorded as i can in the next six months, then go out in a truly
spectacular mess...
if you have any really good suicide ideas, please post them here, maybe i can work them into the action.
see, then i wonder why i keep going back to smoking. what's the use of quitting, when there's no future?
i've
been to doctors, they tell me i'm healthy. i guess i'll have to prove
them wrong. maybe they'll be less stupid about it after they have to
peel a severed arm off their front door.
"you're holding us up with a gun!"
it's
reciprocating society's ultimatum of work or starve. it's incredibly
aggressive, but we're born with these knives over our heads that give us
no option but to sell our labour to survive. if rejecting this means
producing a violent outburst, it's a reflection of my lack of options to
live in real freedom. the desperate nature of slavery *justifies* this
sort of response.
so, yes, i'm turning the gun back on society. and, rather than feel bad about this, i'd encourage others to do the same.
i
need to finish inri035. yes, i'm smoking tonight. at least, i am NOW.
then i need to eat. then i need to carefully read through the thing and
see what i can do.
but i'm not wasting large amounts of
time on this, only to be rejected in the end. i'm at peace with ending
my existence in the short term, just so long as i can get the work done.
i need to pick up the pace a bit...
i've been quiet on
the activist front since i came down here. well, i got what i want.
and, i'm aware that it's *why* we have assistance set up. if you set up a
society that is structurally unequal (and then expect people to fight
over the wealth), you're going to end up with disaffected masses that
don't want to play the game and will fight back instead. the way to
control those masses is to feed and shelter them. i'm willing to play
along. but you pull that out from under me, and i'm back to fighting for
principles.
it's martyr thinking, granted, but it's
calculated for maximum effect. i've constructed my life goals with the
intent of completing them within a year or two. once i get there,
there's not much else to live for. so, i'm now in a race against time.
if things work out, i get a lot done. if they don't, i can at least go out knowing i got as much done as i could...
i
mean, i've got over 24 hours worth of music completed, remastered and
reconstructed over the last year and a bit. that's something to be proud
of. at the least, i need to have *some* kind of way to present what's
left.