I’m incomparably distant from his level, but holy shit it’s a dream I keep cycling back to. (As an AD(H)Der, I have a looooot of dreams, m8. It’s endlessly frustrating)
The phrase “I’m struggling” is applicable. (Just as it has been all my life tbh) but I’ve heard family say it too often for the concept to be actively illustrated in my mind.
Life as a debt-infested graduate sucks. “Physics degrees are a good investment”, my fat autistic ass.
UBI would *actually* relieve a HUGE component of my stressors, but selfish, impulsive people are resource-grabby. Whatever.
Also I deactivated my facebook on the off chance / in the vain hope it might make me less critically depressed. If you Get It™ re: severe depression, then you know what I mean, here.
Too early to tell what the results will be, so who tf knows which habitual blue-light and dopamine-seeking activities I’m going to fill my time with, next. 🙃😵🤔
Also I’m an immigrant, disabled, not cis, and chronically ill. I’m fucked.
I’m catsitting our family cat, so art posts (what few have existed during this latest batch of ill health) will be even more seldom (infrequent).
But yeah. Life is not fun recently.
Thanks for Reading,
Mx Dozana, of Mx Dozana Art
and if, again by chance, this dark energy was also what was powering the exponentially expanding (observable) universe,
Then would we be able to slow or halt the (observable) universe’s expansion by using the dark energy as fuel (to stretch and squeeze space in a bubble around spaceships) to warp to distant places?