WHAT I DON'T HAVE

WHAT I DON'T HAVE AND WHAT YOU DON'T HAVE is definitive assurance that the incoming president will abolish the "Patriot" act. And that is a shame. Still can your government detain and imprison any one for any reason the Executive Branch of the government deems "necessary" and not read them any "rights" or tell them why they're being incarcerated.
What you and I don't have are any guarantees that what we do today or tomorrow just won't land us in jail, for an unending term, for whatever reason, and we won't be told why and we won't have to be allowed representation if we cannot afford it and so what and too bad and tough sucker that's just the way it is. You don't like it, live some where else. Kill yourself, etc. Well, I say, F-that F!!
What I don't have right now is a beautiful Korean woman who loves me for who I am and a job that pays the mortgage or rent (if I'm a complete idiot), and in general, takes care of me or any "family" I think I might want to begin, if I'm so dispositioned. No, I don't have that. O miserable me, eh? Who cares?
In a world where Karl Rove is allowed to exist. Where he can crap on television and we're made to be aware of it, we suffer endlessly. We cannot function like decent human beings. We cannot post how stupid and contradictory the public speakers are...but only the Daily Show can on a comedic vein...well, that's just not right. I mean, sure, yeah, right. They get it, I guess that's cool. We're still getting free speech, I mean some one is...but hell, to see these trucks with the old' W in 04 stickers...oh scheiss!! What in the HELL? How can there be that many idiots in the world? They give them the ability to vote! IT'S CRAZY!!! I just hope that my recent change in political party for the Vote in NOVEMBER which I think is the most important vote in our life time, will come through. I some how think that it won't work. I somehow think that something will come along and totally screw it up. I don't know why, but I do. It hurts me to no end. I hope my absentee ballot arrives soon, some kind of confirmation from Neal at the Voting thing in Santa Ana, says, hey buddy, I got your paper work. Soon I'll send (My office workers will.) you your stuff for the new party affiliation you now have, and you'll be able to vote as you wish in November.
What I don't have but you probably do, is the knowledge and faith and confirmation that you can have your cake and eat it. I don't. Having a roof and clothes and work, I do have, but not any satisfaction that my work is of any use to humanity and it's nothing to do with giving back to the world that's allowed me to live in it so far. I guess I owe it something, but maybe I don't. Maybe we have it all wrong.
John and Robert and Malcolm and Martin gave their lives for this country. Jesus indicated that he gave his life for your soul. We're told to live like Jesus. What, are we to publically commit suicide? What the hell? I don't consider that's the right thing to do. I want a public life, sure, want to be popular enough to have companies in Japan want me to sell pens and shirts and pads of paper for them. DEFINITELY I do want that. Desperately I do need that, right now in fact. But, I have to be POPULAR first. I have to have some kind of gimmick or something, right? I have to create some kind of stink. But, if it involves influencing people to commit murder for me, a la Charlie Manson, forget about it, you know? I don't need that. I don't consider the Beatles that good, that they're telling me to start a race riot/war. I really want world peace and I really want jetpacks and understanding and for every one going to have precisely what they want, whenever they want, and for there to be no more suffering, no more. FOREVER. If I ruled the world, it would not be like it is now. I mean, if I could change things, people would be happy right fracking now, and there'd be no doubt that every thing would be okay.
BUT, we don't live in that world. We live in this fracked up one. And this one is supposedly by some people precisely made by GOD and it's done this way on purpose and it's perfect in and of itself so that we are missing something to get us to search and find god and genuflect and bow down and every thing like this, because we're not worthy, etc.
To want is to suffer. To not want, isn't. Okay. I don't want any thing. I feel fine don't I? I'm perfect now, aren't I? I don't need any thing. I don't have a care in the world and what I don't have doesn't matter one iota. Great. Perfect. Done. Can I just die now?