the pieces of shit target me as a collective. they give me no space to exist and allow me nowhere to go, all I can do is write about it, and then they keep preying on me for my writings. they arrange themselves so that I cannot exist: they overlook every single thing happening in my life, tell lies that are as contradictory to this reality as possible, and demand that I live by these lies and use them as converging walls. they police everything I do in 'privacy' as well as everything I think, and if I write about it this only helps them to police those things in the name of policing my writings. whatever they're policing, they'll always do it in the name of something else which they very often won't allow me to question. and I can't as much as move or turn my head or do anything without being caught in the middle of them being coercively involved in whatever I'm doing.