watercolour – Page 13 – Saint Beckett

Working on some new witches

I keep getting drawn in to drawing those baby eaters.

I’d rather them, that the politicians we have. I include those billionaires posing as ordinary folk.

They just can’t help themselves. All this pain is all just about feeding the ego’s of cretins. They’re never happy unless you pay them the attention they do not deserve. They suck and crush the life out of all that is good.

You’ve had your fun……

…………at the expense of mine.

When people say that I just need to accept that I will get Omicron, it is on the basis that I want things to go back to “normal,” that I was somehow a willing participant in the world as it was. For the record, I never was a willing participant. The world rewards behaviours that I find abominable, and the time out that from that world, that the willing participants are so disparaging of, make me even more determined to never be part of their world. This isn’t in any way a violent rebellion. It’s just an unacceptance of the world ruled by Morons.

Nothing…

……has changed.

Silly me for thinking that it would. I forgot that all the same people are in charge. All believing in their own self importance. All wanting to see the whites of our eyes. To see us pretend to laugh at their pathetic jokes.